Dear Depression,

There was another friend you brought.
I didn't notice him at first.
And it took me a while to do so.
Well, I am sure you already guessed it.
Anxiety.
And the Paranoia,
Anxiety introduced me to.
I clearly remember everything being hard for me.
Grocery-Shopping? Too much homework.
Meeting Friends?I can't /I'm busy
School?My Stomach hurts.
Anxiety,just like Self Harm made me angry in anyway possible.
Why did I have to be that way?
Why couldn't I just be normal?
Why did I do everything wrong?
Seeing others,let alone leaving my room,was torture.
They would surely judge me for my looks,the way I talk,or how I walk.
What if I did something wrong?

Sleep was my dearest friend.
So I slept every minute I could.
Sleep was my escape from all of you.
And my escape from the World.
Nobody could judge me while I was sleeping.
I couldn't sleep at night.
The night was when you and I had our dates.
So I slept in the afternoon.
Anxiety wouldn't bother me that way.
Well,my family was disappointed with me nontheless.
They would call me lazy and shout at me for not going outside,meeting friends like I used to.
But they wouldn't understand that I tried to avoid my inner demons.

Sincerely

Tamara