Alone

I'm sitting here.
Again I'm alone.
I'm trying to escape
Escape from the hurtful words and the voices in my head.
My headphones are on and my music is up.
Here I sit.
I'm by myself.
Just me, my music, and the voices in my head.
I try to escape.
Escape from the world
I don't want to be here anymore
But at least I have my music and the voices in my head.

This poem is about: 
Me

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