You know those stupid voices that say things to you
The ones in your head
We all have them
And these little voices think they have power over us
Some say it's your subconscious
But it's really not
It's those things people try to hide
Bottle up
Express
Forget
We hope and pray that they would just disappear
But we know deep down they won't
We know with out them we wouldn't be the same
But we are willing to pay the price just to keep them away
For good
We want them to stop
And we dream of the day they just go away
It won't happen
But we're humans
So we hope
We pray
We think
And we try to control them
Until that day comes
If that day comes...
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The Happy Book of Unicorns, Dreams, and Whatever Else I Feel Like Writing About!
Historia CortaThis Book Consists of Many Little Short Stories That I Write Based On the Topic I Decide to Write About. Occasionally I Will Ask For Suggestions In the Comments or You Can Send Me Your Ideas.
