They tell me it is ok
Then they tell me it is not
When I look out for explanations
They tell me they are a confused lot.
‘Oh how convenient,’
I tell them out loud
Then they laugh at my misery
Tearing me apart, Making me not so proud.
These voices in my head
I wonder if you can hear
Only if you did
I wouldn’t be someone you could bear...
These voices in my head
Do you
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