Depression is inside me
Swirling in my gut
It's sting is like a honeybee
And its slices are clearcut
The voice keeps on screaming
Sending chills up my spine
"Imagine them finding you hanging"
It yells within my mind
Anxiety lurks in the dark
Hiding out of sight
It follows me to the park
It claws at me at night
Rage stands tall and clear
Always ready to pound
It just wants to fight me here
And stomp me underground
Hunger works in different ways
Always changing its game
Taunting me with food on trays
But me starving is its aim
Awkwardness stands out
Like neon against black
It always tries not to shout
But stutters back to back
Happiness dangles in front of me
Unreachable but there
It keeps on saying that it's free
Then asks if I have money to spare
Stubbornness won't be persuaded
He hardly ever moves
To change his mind he must be baited
But you better look out for his hooves
And then there is Darkness
Hiding things that aren't there
Then again they made me write this
And I'm just their puppet with a dead stare
