Friends

I'm friends with depression

I share every thought 

It tells me good is bad and bad is good

Strange, it sometimes is a shapeshifter

One day it is as small as a firefly 

In the palm of a bear; the next is the bear

Depression is friends with anxiety 

Anxiety felt uninvited to come to the party; I'm the party.

Every night depression dips me in the moonlight 

And hands me to its cousin; Insomnia 

Now Insomnia is friends with Anorexia 

They are lovers but act as friends 

Anorexia beautifully controls my mind

Telling me to starve to be pretty like her

It points outs my flaws and scars

I feel not loved, but depression loves me