Why

Why, why, why? A question I constantly ask myself.

Why can't you just be happy? You're in love, you're in college, you have friends, why can't you just be happy?

But depression does not give me answers, it washes over me, enveloping me like a cold dark cloak.

Anxiety does not answer either, it sits on my shoulder, whispering in my ears.

Why can't you just leave me alone? Why can't I just be happy?

Why does something always have to be wrong? I have that constant nagging feeling that something is wrong all the time.

Why, why, why, why?

Can't you just enjoy being happy for once?

Everything is okay, I'm fine, I'm happy...

Why am I crying?

Why?