Can never be alone

Once again it found her
Shes never alone you see
a certain thing is obsessed with her
But shes like a porcelain clown
smiling but always hiding her frown

Wishing to feel Alright
She only feels a dark gloomy night
it seems as if everything shes happy
with trace of gloating hope
it gets snatched right back
only having her feel so low

Its a dark scary thing
yet, this part is most true
for you see the"her" is really me
and the dark scary feeling
is depression
and i'm its new obsession

...sorry its kind of bad because i haven't written in a long time...and i dont know a good title for it so if you have any suggests please tell me thanks