Fan Fiction ❯ Customer Service Sucks In Hell ❯ Customer Service Sucks In Hell ( One-Shot )

[ P - Pre-Teen ]

I sold my mind to the devil
And now he lives inside my head.
He tells me what to do
And I couldn't disagree with him more.
But I sold my mind to hell
And I won't get it back.
I fight and tell him no
But my mouth isn't my own these days.
Neither can I control my hands
Or what they do
Nor my feet and where they go.
My feelings will be next
They're the cheapest part.
Selling them at 2.15 a piece
I'm not makin' much from these deals
But they're the only thing that's safe.
Hope is the only thing I get to keep
But I wonder what Hope goes for these days.
Love might be last on the table
I might be able to raise the price.
But that's only if I still have Control.
I'm addicted
To the safety of this lack
Of responsibility.
I can ignore the pain
On everybody's faces
And I can turn my back
On the world.
It's like the beautiful agony
Of a dirge that never ends.
I need a guiding light
Mine went for three quarters
It was a sale.
My surrender was long ago
And now I'm only a pretense.
My masks are the receipts
But there's no refund
And no return.
Customer service sucks in hell.