I hear voices from left to right
They don't come in the day they come at night
One is happy and one is sad
Ones trying to get me to do good
The other bad
I go in the bathroom to be all alone
The only thing there is me and a phone
The phone does no good for it is dead
And I think these voices are all in my head
I don't know and I don't care
But they need to leave me alone
And go elsewhere
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This really isn't true, I just felt like writing a poem
