VoicesInHerHead
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Looking around I wonder if what I see is truly there.
If the things you lead me to believe are true;
Listening half-heartedly to conversations I wonder if what I am hearing is just the sounds of the dead
Dead thoughts
She closes her eyes, takes in a deep breath.
She’s thinking of all the excuses she’ll have to make.
And all the reassuring comments.
“There’s just something in my eye.”
“Yes, I’m sure I’m okay.”