Alone. I feel alone. I'm surrounded by lots of people but I still feel alone.
Depressed. I also feel depressed. I smile and laugh and crack jokes but I am depressed.
I try to tell them but the words never escape. Instead I paint on a bright smile and act as if all is right and my life couldn't be better.
As the day comes to an end and everyone is leaving the demons come to haunt me.
"Ugly"
"Fat"
"Dumb"
"You'll never be good enough"
"No one likes you"
And so it goes till my pillow is soaking wet from my tears
Till I lose consciousness
Till I silence the demons with my sleep.
