Happiness is my stranger, came knocking the door yesterday. Figured out he didn't like me, not surprised. He left without wanting me to feel the warmth and joy that he spread to the whole world. He wanted me to feel isolated and alone. He told me I had a thick barrier around me that he couldn't get passed, because my real emotions were forced inside, and not shown to anyone. As long I have that barrier I will remain in depression's clutches. But how do you trust when your trust barriers have long been crushed by everyone you know. He asked me why are you so defensive and angry, wel are you surprised I replied. If people stopped trying there hardest to wreck my life, and stopped hurting me then maybe I would b a diffrent and better person. Obvioulsy i'm not though, and that will never happen. As in the words of slipknot people=shit.