Voices Poem by beautiful imperfection

So many voices inside my head,
I think I'm crazy-
Am I alive or dead?

The voices inside scream,
'Don't tell anyone! '
So I bury it inside of me.

'Don't tell him-He'll leave! '
'Don't tell her-She'll tell him! '
Keep it all inside-Cry and grieve.

So many voices speak to me-
It leaves me so confused.
I don't want to be alone! ! No, let me be.

'Open up, it's what he needs, ' The Real Me chides.
But it's hard to go against these voices-
The Real Me always hides.

'What's wrong? ' He asks.
'Nothing, ' I reply,
hiding behind my masks.

I can't keep lying, but the voices always win-
I always end up broken,
running away again and again.

Why won't these voices go away?
They smother me again and again-
I think I'm going insane!

Sooner or later I might win,
but in the meantime I'll fake it-
Crying on the inside while outside there's a grin.

It's so much easier to just be fake, so much easier to give in-
I'm sick of the fight, sick of war,
giving up completely, I let the voices win.