I have all these voices in my head. They're very annoying.
That was hurtful
Like I care? I assume you're an extension of my own consciousness or so it has been explained to me by several therap-
They were all weenies
Oh thanks I'll let them know that your impeccable taste has just lost them the race to become the most non ******-like therapist.

You see? These voices and I are always at a confliction yet I have this strange addiction, I seem to have my head always congested with unhealthy thoughts.

My lungs ***** with what ifs.
What if you used your fists instead of words?

My veins clogged with hypothetical tragedies.
What would you do if your little sister died? How would you seek revenge on the world?

My nerves of my crusty darkened lips, fried with expectations of what I'm supposed to do or accomplish.
You HAVE to get that A, you HAVE to get accepted, you HAVE to get that job, you HAVE to be kind, humble, understanding, smart....

My brain synapses all firing off in a spectacular sense of chaos as they are overwhelmed with thoughts of motivation, yet they will get lost in the mayhem before they will get through to me.
Learn that song on th-make sure you email the importa-she's counting on you don-

My stomach feels funny as the butterflies are disturbed by relentless thoughts of desire.
Why do work? Think of her. Diamond hips swayin' and **** marble-cut legs stalking towards you. Think of her instead.

What about your heart?
It beats with an irregular beat, it's jumpy and nervous.
Awww why's that?
You know why, you're the one that makes my heart ache with the pain of the unknown.
Who, us? We're not doing anything.
Shut up. You want to know what it is? That bewildered beat, that trembling tempo, caused by one thing.
The future
The future.
What an uncertain prospect.
We'll get you there, champ.
I hate them.