Disease

I've turned into something,
I never wanted to be.
I've created a monster,
deep down inside of me.

I can't control myself;
it's tearing me apart.
This little voice inside my head
had control of me from the start.

This disease has spread,
to the best of me.
Now it's all gone.
There's nothing left of me.

I can't believe I let it get this far.
I let it grow and grow.
It's like I'm not myself anymore,
and I don't have anywhere else to go.