Voices
You might not want to visit my mind for that's where all my demons dwell
Always beckoning me trying to pull me deeper into their hell
Some are cruel choosing to pick at the slightest bone
Some talk sharply others favour a more seductive tone
Some like to build me up just to watch me fall
Enjoying making me feel worthless unwanted and small
Sometimes their voices are deafening to me
All trying to be talk at once all trying to be
At night when I am alone in my bed
I hear them scheming and laughing inside my head
One will whisper another will shout
But they all want one thing and that is to be let out
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