Voices Poem by Hannah La Gaire
Voices
The voices are always in my head,
They haunt me everyday,
Even when I lay in my bed,
I do not want to do anything day by day,
Those voices make me lazy,
They tell me I'm fat, ugly, good for nothing and much more,
They make me go crazy,
I sometimes cry and lean against the door,
Wishing everything could stop,
Knowing that there will be a better tomorrow.
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