The whispers...
Do you hear them?
What are they called?
The shoulder Angel and Devil?
The Voices, subconscious maybe?
Not psycho, not Schizophrenic
Just lonely, broken, alone
I hear them all the time
They only speak at certain times
When I wish to or when I am angry
One exposes all my insecurities
One encourages me to keep going
The other talks to me like a person
Maybe I am crazy....oh well
The whispers
They have no names
They belong to me
Always stuck inside of my brain
The whispers, the whispers
My only company when I am lost inside my mind
