i look at the mirror.
i stare at myself.
how could i be an alien
under my very own skin?
i wear layers and layers
to cover the alien outside
but, each attempt i make
adds to the demon inside.
i cry.
i reason.
i spend hours in the dark.
to fight away the demon that has already made its mark.
just something about what i'm going through.
you are your own demon.