she’s always with me, but yet still makes me feel lonely
she’s loyal, she’ll never leave
she knows my every flaw and still chooses to stay
she’s always with me especially on my bad days
she’s jealous, she makes sure she’s the only one in my life.
she’s been by my side and hasn’t left for about 11 months now
she makes sure i don’t smile too much
she knows all my insecurities and helps me make more
she loves to push other people away
she lists everything that’s wrong with me, it makes me go insane
sometimes it seems like she thinks of my life as a game
i once told her to leave, and she clung to neck like a noose
i have a friend.
her name is depression.