Paper Cuts

Voices

I love how she comforts me during the lonelinest of nights

And how she sticks with me when people throw sticks at me

I love how he says that I'm special when everyone thinks I'm a freak

I love how he gives me advices on the times that I am weak

But now I hate them

I hate the voices in my head

I tell them to stop

I tell them to leave

I hate them because

They laugh at me during the scary nights

I had to remind myself often

They can't hurt me, they're just voices after all

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