Mentally Harrassed

Staring out the window
as the rain drops to the floor
through the cold black mist
i wish and hope for more

More happiness and smiles,
true ones not just fake,
sick of pleasing everyone else,
doing nothing for my own sake.

I need to take control,
of this life i have,
I need to fix it now,
before its far too late

Fears surround me though,
is it already far too late?
For my happiness is decreasing,
at a very alarming rate.

Evil thoughts and wonders,
continousely revolve in my head,
i know these thoughts arent right,
but its just what my minds said

It said i cant be happy,
that i dont deserve to be right,
it says im never going to get out of,
this never ending fight

Bullied and bashed,
by the thoughts in my head,
telling me im not worth life,
and that i should be dead

I try so hard to fight the thoughts,
but sometimes power is too strong,
For a while i didnt think they were right,
but maybe i was wrong...