untitledA Poem by Fayte... yeah :)
So its four am again, & the voices in your head
still wont shut up. They tell you what yesterday was like, how today was & how it should have been, what tomorrow will be like, & its all downhill from here. They rattle around in your head until frustration drags you up & you leave the bed with someone warm to be on your own by now, you dont feel so alone. & your getting used to talking to yourself all day, you almost always know how to answer. but now, what if someone wants to talk as well? © 2010 FayteFeatured Review
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