Who am I?
I ask myself, trying to remember the person I once was. The person who wouldn't give in to the anxiety and depression living in their soul.
He makes a fool of me
As I can't find the answer by myself, the demon who once was unknown to me, smiles with his sharp teeth, leaving me scared of my own self.
Should I sleep at night?
I go to sleep as the sun comes up. It's not a choice. I call it "fright". I don't want to sleep, and meet the darkness inside of me.
I need and answer
I don't remember who I was, my actual personality. All I know is that I don't to be the person I am now since I am scared of myself.