Give me a voice,
I've made my choice.
I can't deal,
i don't know whats real.
The only thing i feel,
Enough pain for Hercules to keel,
It's quite basic,
I fake sick,
So I Stay home from school,
They treat me like a fool,
So they can become cool.
Its that voice,
It gives a choice
this or that?
"Take off that hat"
That little voice,
And the stupid choice.
He's schizophrenic,
I need a medic.
His voices,
Filled him with choices.
They led him down,
There he couldn't sound.
No one could.
Or ever would.
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Conflicting Tides
PoetryPoems about really anything that's sad. (Or life) Cause I'm a s a d turtle.