VOICES

I told you I had to write it
I told you I could not fight it

You read my written words
You then belittle me
You call me absurd

The voices inside my head
I had no choice
I have to listen to the dead

I had to write down what they said

You said my mind was unfit
You said my personality split
You said you had to recommit

So now you have read my book
You took it without my permission
You medical crook

Then you ask me if I think my words are any good
Or is it just a waste of pencil wood

Then I hear a voice in my head
Don't fight this shrink
You won't get released
Without his ink

Doctor I was confused
But with your help
My mind is now fused

Stay on your meds
Forget the dead
Now you can see
It was all in your head

As I drove away from the institution
The voices came back and thanked me
For letting the Doctor read my book and letting him in
They said now it is time to visit him