My demons

All my life I've been locked up.
Left behind the walls.
With the only sound of the twisted voices in my head.
And a little gleam of light from the little window above.
Everyday I always asked why I had to live this way and every time I got the same answer.
...its to protect you from the demons of the world.
And slowly I watched myself lose my mind.
And slowly I watched my soul rip in pieces.
And slowly I realized there was really only one demon.
One demon to fear.
One demon to hate.
One demon to be protected from.
One my parents could never protect me from.
One
that taunted me everyday.
A demon they unknowingly helped me create.
MYSELF.