I am...

I am depressed

An evil that lurks within the shadows and preys on my insecurities

I am grieving

A void that I can't seem to escape because it's sown to my soul

I am lost

Held captive in the walls of my own mind

I am weak

No sense in trying when I know I'll lose to the rest of society

I am confused

Like a child who dosen't know where their parents have wondered off to

I am desperate

Finding a way no matter how badly that way may seem

I am an outsider

Looking in through the heavily guarded gates that shock me every time I touch them

 I am lonely

Holding on to the very little insanity I have left while the others laugh about it

But I refuse to say these things, instead I'll tell you

I am fine