There is a voice inside my head
I do believe her, though I suspect she lies,
She is cruel, but the things she said
Held incredible weight.
I believed her when she said not to share
- When she said they hated me
- When she said that they wouldn’t care
- When she said not to go
I was a captive listener,
She was me, so who was I to disagree?
Her – my? – words were accompanied by an unbearable,
I would do anything to avoid that pain
- so I did nothing.
I grew older, wiser, had more responsibilities -
No longer could I let myself be my own worst enemy.
I took a leap, threw myself
into the depths
- of situations I would have never gone before.
I try not to believe her, because I know she lies,
But she’s still there.
It isn’t always easy, but
With ears plugged, I carry on
- she’s quieter now.