The Voice in My Head
Dear LittleVoice,
I hope you know that you lost
It's been almost three years now and even if you do come back, I'll be ready
I know you now
You will never again make me crawl under desks not raise my hand hide from my friends tell lies hate myself do anything else I don't want to do
I'm not that person. You are
I guess in the end that I'm sorry I ever created you
Without me, you'd never be in there
Telling me what to do
Hating me
Making me hate myself
Now that youre gone, I'm free again
Free
What a beautiful sound
I can talk to people, smile at people, have awkward pauses in conversations and not find that just one more overwhelming flaw
Without you, I don't have to be afraid anymore
I am me
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