The voices


They call you stupid worthless tell you your not worth it tell you your noone and nothing to go die to commit suicide tell you your no good for noone tell you you only harm they call you hopeless and heartless say your a sin a mistake that's been noone cares and noone loves a tarible person like you These are the voices Only you can hear Those are the voices You wish others could hear It's what you beleave And what others said There are to many of these What you wish to beleae and do are two different things what you want to be and who you are You want to be priceless someone and something to be ambitious and ritchusly awesome to be told to survive and that you could touch he sky even if they say otherwise Maybe if they knew everything you do in your room to try and change to stay sain just to hide your pain maybe then there minds would change


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