My soul left, because of the voices in my head. They told it, it's not needed, they bullied it, till it decided to take off. And when it left, oh Chuck , I felt so empty.
I didn't die, but I couldn't say I was alive neither. I was crying without feeling sad, I was smiling just because that I was supposed to do.
But at night, the same voices in my head, Were trying to make me go too. They weren't afraid of dying, Because they promised to haunt me forever They made me look in the mirror as What people called 'life' was dripping away from me.