The voice of madness fills my head
And whispers in my ear
No one tells me not to listen
Because no one else can hear

It’s sometimes loud and sometimes soft
Depending on the day
I sometimes think that screaming
Will make it go away

But thankfully I’m not alone
It’s hard to comprehend
Having someone in my head
Means calling them a “friend”

Loneliness is not so bad
And truly can be kind
She says I should break down the walls
That there’s happiness behind

The walls, however will not move
Though bravely I do scream
Once I thought they had but no,
It all had been a dream

The walls are white and tall and cold
They force me not to leave
Or maybe it’s this jacket
With two connecting sleeves

My arms are tight around myself
My arms are never free
I long to pound on the awful walls
How hard can they be?

I’m sorry for the lack of chat
You truly cannot stay
The voice is coming back again
And her I must obey