and the voices of the demons are messing with your head,
"you're useless, you're hopeless" they screamed and said
but why is it that others don't see the demons in you? they see beauty, they see kindness, they see the you that is true
you're occupied with the demons in your head that you forget to differentiate your worth and their antics
you don't see how you genuinely laugh and smile and pictures are a screen away
your friends are there to remind you of how you are everyday
when self-love fails and demons take over, your friends are your mirror to show you that you're beautiful day and night
the demons in your head, prove to them you will win the fight
