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The voices

Voices, they're everywhere, telling her she's not good enough. They call her disgusting and a downgrade from everyone else She listens intently wondering if what they are saying is true She wonders even if the voices she hears are real They call to the girl, wanting her to join them At first she resist knowing the regret that would result But as the voices feed her information about her self She realizes it would be better for everyone if she just disappeared The voices, they tell her what to do, but she is hesetent She tells them she can change, then she could stay They say that the girl will fail, that her happiness only exist with them. She try's to change, try's as hard as she can but the voices they we're right From the beginning she realizes the voices were right She was better off leaving, then ruining people's lives She calls to the voices, wanting to hear them again But all she hears is silence The quiet, it kills her She wants to leave more then ever before But the voices they stopped I needed them to say something, I needed them to tell me what to do. I scream to them as loud as I can, but still I hear nothing Thinking to myself I realize.....                     I am useless, I am nothing, but damnit I am scared.....
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Feb 16, 2012
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