It's hard..
Being trapped alone in a world of depression.
To be anxious all the time.
Not because of what other people will say about me.
But..
These demons in my head
They'll judge me,
Ruin me. Ruin everything.
But the comfort they bring,
The sweet lies they tell me.
Its so amazing.
They've wrapped my world and became my bubble of depression.
They've trapped me.

It's not their fault.
Well partly it is theirs.
But mostly,
I'm to blame.
I let them cover me in a warm blanket of lies and drown me in depression to the point that this depression is normal. Very comforting..
Yes..
But truly.. there's no mythical demons around me.
But instead,
Those demons covering me,
Is me.
My own thoughts.
My thoughts about a perfect future.
For him,
For me,
For us..
But there is no future.
There's no future at all...
With the girl that cant control her demons.