They Asked.

"How do you feel Chanel?"
They asked me to explain.
So i will.
Is hard, to explain the unexplainable.
Depressed? No, Doesn't cover it anymore.
I feel, Lifeless.
Like there some giant hole, && it's sucking me in.
I feel, frightened.
What if they find out about the real me?
I know its here, somewhere.
Under this ocean of blue.
Am I?
Or am I just in a nightmare?
Am i real?
I feel empty.
The demons say there nothing there..
I feel, scarred.
I know the scars will never leave.
There here forever.
Just like the demons.