Voices

Running from the rest of them, Fearing that I'm one of them, Living with a mind where it survives and it watches me. Stealing from the weak of them, Helping all the strong. Loaded with the fear, I can't ignore that it's calling me. It runs to me, It calls to me. Hiding from the rest of them, Feeling like I'm one of them, Keeping it inside where it watches me. Chasing me around won't help you find me. Closing me down won't help you rattle me. I will stop you.