Sleepless whispers infiltrate my head.
The voices that greet me as I lay in my bed.
They control my body, nought but a passenger, I am,
I have to watch as the voices change who I am.
My head erupts in blistering pain,
As I try to become who I am again.
The voices always win, but at least I tried,
But I'm sure that the voices would rather I died.
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14 years old. Female. British. Likes to rhyme. Is addicted to Teh Internetz.
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