Monsters
I have a monster inside my head
it disguises its self using my own voice
it tells me I'm not pretty, no one loves me, I'm not smart, I'm doing everything wrong, and that I'll always be alone
some days I'm as bright as the sun while others I'm as dark as a night sky filled with no moon
I try to tell myself "you're happy, you're happy, you're happy"
but I never am
this monster has controlled everything
I have depression: and it's winning
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