Split Personalities Inside My Head


All the voices in my head,
Have now become my only friends.
The only ones who seem to care;
The only ones who knew me back then.


Lost alone with me, myself and I.
Hello, Bonjour, Guten tag and Hi.
They’re there for me when things aren't alright;
They’re there for me when I feel on cloud 9.


Technically mad, but never bored;
By all of them I am adored.
My head is full with the old and young;
They’re my friends, my family, my only loved ones.


They’re all so different, yet they’re all the same.
They’re all made up; they’re a part of my brain.
But they act so real, in the way I behave;
I live four different lives every day.


One is good and one is bad
And one I believe is a woman


And the final voice inside head,
Is the only one who speaks reason.
The only one who speaks the truth to me;
The only one who I can believe.


You see this final voice inside my head, I know is the real me.


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