Ah, the voices in my head. Imagine the nagging i have to go through to make a single freaking post that will satisfy all of them. That usually never happens though. Most of the time only two to three of them are happy, and the rest just keep telling me i suck at what i do.One day, i will make them eat their words.
How many voices choose to speak; a debate within my head.
As I lie awake, counting cracks, on the wall above my bed.
I seem to think of random colors and things you’ve never seen.
But I don’t like to hear the ugly voices, some are rather mean!
Though I suppose we are a loving family and thus I must accept
That when it comes to stashing bodies, we are most adept…