Emotions.

'It'.

I am not my own anymore.

I am a shadow of the girl I used to know.

I follow the shell of the body I used to inhabit.

Now a stranger stands there.

Smiling like my madness does not sit within.

I am cutting at my nails.

Screaming at my thoughts.

Minding my own lies.

Keeping my old self at bay.

Letting 'It' have its fill

Allowing 'It' to eat my dreams away, tear my hopes to shreds, and keep my esteem at bay.