i've come face to face with demons
clothed in depression and unforgiveness
whispering words of anger and bitterness
how relentless
those demons...

that visited me frequently
choking me in my slumber
reminding me of every regret
i'm inclined to second guess
myself
those kinds of demons...

that peer around the corner
whisper in your ear
increase your anxiety
strengthen your fear
yes, those kinds...

little *******
try to pin me down with defeat
they sing, "hey~ do you recognize me?"
and to that i answer, "yes" in  español.

yes, I recognize you,
but as of now I don't care
when I focus on the good things in life
you're not there.