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With the soundless weight,

Heavy silence pushed me (down the floor).

Anxiety rolls in me like a wave.

A wave of desire to do something

Terrible to myself.

But I will not allow let the darkness to break out again

Outside, beyond me.

My smiling face will hide this horror from you.

It is better this way for everyone.

I was deaf, blind and stupid,

Until I learned to talk to myself, to my ego.

But what is myself made of?

A mixture of bitternes, anger, humor and immorality. Can this be called a good personality? Will anyone love me? The monster sleeps inside of me, which with every drink is trying to break out. I am often dangerous for myself and for all. I'm like a deep-sea mine. Don't get too close to me.

Don't get too close to me!

Sana, sana, sana - cura, cura, cura