The Voice Inside Your Head

~For whoever reads, the voice is depression, hence the category.. i know, it sucks... lol~

Look at you, you're so pathetic
Lying on the ground crying.
Oh why, oh why?
You think you've got it so damn hard!
Stupid girl.
No wonder you can't even look yourself in the mirror-
you're far too busy
drowning in your pity. Why?

That girl, you ask yourself
What does she see in me?
Nothing! You're her potential inconvenience
Oh, but you love her
Truly, madly, deeply.
And you know, nothing will change that
But she doesn't! Block it out, new topic!

But that's what it always is with you,
things pile up, so you just
"Block it out"
Hm... no wonder your like you are.
A broken mess you just wont fix.
Suicide is you ways of fixing it all,
so that's what you will do
and continue to do.

So, as you fail at it
you get sick... so sick.
You don't believe it, as per usual
For once, just say:
"Yes I'm sick,
sick from the disease
eating away at me inside.
Of people who don't appreciate their blessings,
(May I add, that is you...
but you refuse to believe)
sick of those who scoff at the suffering of others.
(If I recall, you do that anyway)
I'm sick of it all!"

Please, for the sake of the soul
Listen to the voice
The voice inside your head
You are nothing without me
and always will be.