I hear it in my head
It tells me to do things
Things I know are bad
But I hold it back
And don't let it control me
I sit near the window
The voice says jump
I hold up a sharp object
The voice says cut
I ignore it
Yet it gets louder and louder
I suddenly grab the razor
And pull it across my arm
I hear the voice laughing
I scream back in my tears happy now?
But the voice laughing is...
Is my own
