Am I my enemy,

or my friend?

and will it really matter,

when I get to the end?

The screams in my head,

make me wish I was dead,

and never seem to go away.

I try to be “normal”,

and do the right thing,

but the pressure just rises,

and the voices start to sing.

Sometimes they tell me I am worthless,

and there is nothing I can do,

sometimes they tell me to burn the world ,

after all the Strife I have been through.

I tried to ignore them,

to act like they aren’t there,

but if I do not silence them,

the screams are to much to bare.

Am I more them ,

or are they more me?

Or is there any differentially,

that I will be able to see?

The doctors don’t help,

they have a rotating theory,

all they have done,

is make my brain get weary.

Is there one that can help me

get out of this mess,

or am I just permanently screwed,

more or less?

I dream of a day,

where my head is my own,

inside it I will be able to freely roam,

all nice and alone.