Let Them Out Please
“When you feel my heat, look into my eyes. It’s where my demons hide. It’s where my demons hide.” ~ Imagine Dragons “Demons”
Some days I wish I’d be possessed by a demon
who knows how to say the things others shouldn’t hear.
It would be nice to not have to think twice
before punching someone who really deserves it
or finally for once telling the truth.
I want it to be easier
to think of the consequences later.
I want to stop thinking.
I want instinct to take control.
I want to stop second-guessing every single thing I do.
Maybe then I could say something.
Maybe then I could say,
“I think you’re cute.”
Maybe you could say,
“You are too.”
Maybe I could be something.
Maybe I could be yours.