I feel the echoes again they come,
my beating heart a heavy drum,
It's hard to make myself think,
when my shadows push me to the brink,

the darkness encompasses me,
In the light I'd rather be,
instead I'm choking in the thick black smoke,
voices laughing as if its a joke,

All I feel is pain and hate,
The girl now foe used to be a mate,
She's been stalking me for a long time,
so much so my thoughts are no longer mine,

she stole my pride, joy and my dreams,
stole my essence it would seem,
what is real and what is illusion,
Am I simply believing delusion,

I am alone and will always be,
If people would think I'm crazy,
I thought that long ago,
when I was lowest of the low,

But true friends stay right by your side,
Till your almost normal and full of pride,
I want burning hope to be relit,
I hope you can still remember it.

The voices laugh loud and clear,
only echoes through my ear,
They linger long but cant be heard,
Only I can hear their word

Every day I feel half dead,
With disturbing laughter reverberating through my head,
I feel lost, alone and scared
But fear the most to be mentally impaired,

My judgement was so sure,
what was happening was so much more,
They watched me day and night,
Till I could no longer face the fight,

I thought they could tell what I was thinking,
a sure fire way to make your stomach feel like it's sinking,
privacy a long lost dream,
but is everything as it would seem?

Uncertainty brimming in my mind,
the answer to my question I will never find,
Full of hate, voices and of fear,
Surely I cant be the only one that can hear,

I once was lost but now I'm found,
no voices here, a pleasant sound,
I hope you all find your hope,
Try to win or try to cope,

The past is hard but we will flourish,
all we need is strength and courage,
I want to make you win the war,
and feel that the pain that is no more.

"Oh my"
It's getting really late
I must move fast to meet my mom
Or a fight we will create

I scurry down the sidewalk
To see my friends at the park
Jane, Will, Anne, Sam
And a blue eyed boy named Mark

"Hello" I say out loud
They wave and greet me back
"We missed you"
I join them and drop my backpack

I sit down and talk for hours
I forget about the time
"Where the heck was I going?"
These friends are none of mine

I get up from the swings
I'm confused.. question-mark
I feel like I've done this before
I search for a hidden spark

My mom is standing at the doorway
She is mad I can tell
"We're you talking with Anne."
That name, it rings a bell

"I think so mother, but I don't know,
I think I did.. I guess"
She shakes her head and brings me inside
"Go and get some rest."

I lay down on my mattress
And pull the sheets above my head
I lay there like a zombie
So tired, almost dead

In my dreams I see some things
But not normal like on t.v
Everything is strange
It looks so make believe

Then I realize it's not a dream
This is my real life
My dreams are completely normal
But my life just isn't right

I see things that aren't there
I hear people that can't be seen
Everyone thinks I'm crazy
I know just what they mean

It's hard not to think that
When you can't explain someone else's mind
If they looked inside of mine
"Normal" they would not find

I'm the crazy girl who's stared at
Sitting alone all in the dark
With Jane, Will, Anne, Sam
And a blue eyed boy named Mark

They always look twice
I can hear their rude remarks
As they try to find who I'm talking to
-The little children at the park-