The Little Voice

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"You're worthless
Don't you see?
They really don't care.
They never did.
None of them ever did."
The voice in my head screams at me.
"You do realize they only
Put up with you. Right?
Do you see them whispering
Behind your back every day?
There's no point in trying
To get through to them now.
They hate you.
They always have."
I cram my head into my pillow
And cry.
Cry until I can't
Hear the nasty things they told me.
The horrible things I've heard
About me.
I cry until I fall asleep,
Into a world of my own.
A world where everything
And everybody bad is gone.

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