Voices Poem by Melynda Smith

People think i'm crazy.
Just because I hear voices.
Voices that yell, voices that whisper,
I try not to listen, i try to be normal.
It never works, because, it isn't simple.
They always hurt me, or make me angry.
I don't need anger management,
i'm more complicated then that.
I see things that aren't to be seen,
Heard things that aren't to be heard.
There's a group of people who aren't understood,
We're mistreated, not trusted, and put down,
Just because we're different,
Just because we hear voices.
All we do, is protect your people,
Our pack and loved ones.
Now we sit here,
in our own blood, dieing peacefully.
We won the war, and the battle,
No one should go through this,
despite what some may say.
Never underestimate, nor overestimate those voices you hear.
People think i'm insane,
Just because i hear voices,
They do everything a voice can do.
Now we sit here dieing,
No voices to hear.
I'm glad i can die peacefully,
Now goodbye, and don't miss me.