voices,
screaming at me.
shouting and calling,
why won't they leave?
too loud,
I cover my ears.
go hide in my room,
why can I still hear?
they know me,
they know my name.
this can't be my falt,
but who else can I blame?
these voices
in my head
they're calling to me.
they're angry,
they hate me,
they want me to be,
like that monster,
I'm not her,
and she's not me!
I won't be what the voices want me to be.
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depressing poetry...
pretty much poems thas bout it