My Dark Passenger

Within all of us is a Dark Passenger. The Dark one that rides along with us. Some call it our conscious, some call it our spirit. My spirit is much more controlling than i wish for it to be. It has controlled my life, and ever since the day my life changed, it has never been the same. My Dark Passenger has made me feel things that i shouldn't feel. Like infatuation and depression. Along with this, it has made me feel, lonely, hopeless, and like an outcast. Even my passenger whispers in my ear, "I don't deserve her" along with, "you are a dumb ass for liking her." Maybe my passenger is right, and all the bullshit my therapist and parents are giving me. I just wish there was a sign that would fix my life. Instead of the horrible things, that just make it worse, why can't I get a miracle. If there are any miracles waiting for me. Is there any good things left for me, or am I just stuck with the horrific. When the good arrives, I will be forever happy. But until that day, My Dark Passenger will always sit besides me