I have an imaginary friend…

She is cold and mean

Strong and unyielding

She doesn't care what

I want

Doesn't hear what I have to say

She's just there 

In the back of my mind 

Forcing me to look back

During moments I can't define

When I'm not weak 

But my breath may be

As others smile

Like they're meant to save me 

She's knows the real me

Or at least what she can see

Which are my flaws

Likes knives in my back 

Ammunition ready for

Her next attack

She's invisible to the naked eye

Yet she glows behind the tears

I've tried to hide 

As her mouth twists into that

Same sick smile

She thinks she's won

But I'm stronger