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Voices in my head

Voices in my head

I’m overloaded,
Shaking, scared and afraid
Feel like I’m being stabbed in a cage.
No escape from the madness inside my rage.
Need therapy before I’m unable to hold back my outrage.

Suffering from bipolar disorder, I’m afraid
A thousand voices in my head
Telling me what to do
Reminding me that I am an ugly, worthless fool

Suicide is the easy escape, many times I’ve tried
Happiness seems to be the tears I have cried
Schizophrenia has made it unable to distinguish real from fiction
Hope seem to be an illusion, an optimist’s prediction

But just because I’m different doesn’t mean I don’t belong here
Doesn’t mean I’m someone you shouldn’t come near
And just because I suffer from anxiety attacks and depression,
Doesn’t mean I should be treated poorly or with aggression

These aren’t a sign of weakness
But signs of my uniqueness
And 450 million others feel the same 1
Environmental factors and genetics are the ones to blame
201 billion dollars spent each year 2
Yet a cure for Autism or Alzheimer’s isn’t even near

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Mary Robbins

This is one of the few times I actually felt the pain being expressed by the writer. Your great use of rhyme and repetition deserves a pin ;)

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