I see the darkness within me. Sometimes what I identify as the "real me". The version that no one really knows. The girl that is mean and cold with disturbing unspeakable thoughts. She could be described as a little devil. Red Hot seething skin, horns protruding from the top of her blonde silky hair, contorted and scaly, with hollow dark eyes that appear lifeless. She no longer has a smile that lights up the room. She has a grin full of sharp jagged teeth with hot breath escaping through her cold lips. She is indeed a devil. I don't know how long I can keep her inside.