Her
Worthless, unneeded , inadequate
I have felt this way ever since I was a child
I am not perfect
yet my parents try to make me
I do the best I can
but it's never good enough
I should be smarter
I should be more athletic
I should have more friends
I should I should I should... I should just be more
Whenver I show a sign of weakness, I am shunned
Whenever I try a different path, I am shunned
Anxiety, depression
These are demons I face daily
They have been by my side since I was a young girl
They whisper in my ear
You are stupid
You are useless
You are nothing
These demons continue to beat me into the ground
They will not stop until I am nothing but whispers
My life was covered in a blanket of black
Everything was dark and blurry
I was ready to give up
Until I met her
She became a beacon of hope
a beacon of light
She saw me when no one else did
She helped me when no one else would
She showed me how great life could be, how great I could be
I soon fell in love
She became my everything
Without her I would not be here
There are days when my demons come back
They fight
They yell
They do everything they can to take me back
Sometimes they succeed, sometimes they fail
But either way, she is there to fight beside me
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