Stab a serotonin syringe in my brain stem So I play my music louder to ignore them, they take turns handling the hatchet as they break my body to bits.
" THEY'RE ALL WHISPERING ABOUT YOU, WHY ELSE WONT THEY LOOK AT YOU? WASTE OF SPACE ****** CASE, YOUR FRIENDS ARE FAKE AND THEY NEED A BREAK FROM A FREAK LIKE YOU "
" Just Stay Inside And Sleep So She Won't Reject You, Don't Be Afraid Of The razor blade, Wounds Will Heal, Don't You Just Wanna Feel... Something"
" Ha, trying to steel that temper? Doesn't your blood boil When you see her with him? You wanna watch him pick up his teeth So succumb to the bitterness That boils beneath the surface "
" maybe things won't be that bad you didn't always hate what you have, so fake a smile 'til it lights up like the embers from the fire that used to burn. i remember when i didn't speak in turn when i was the loudest not shrouded in darkness so i patiently wait for you to hear my soft song once more.
After they pillaged my sanity with pills And all the voices vanished, Left here alone in my mind So sedated the surrounding silence Contaminates my consciousness As I slowly slip into soundless agony.
This is written from the perspective of the major voices that play in my head in a given day, with the loudest voices first and silence at the end.