Alone

I don't like to be alone,
don't like to hear my thoughts

I dont like to hear what's inside my head,
these voices I have fought.

I don't like to go inside my head
but sometimes when I do
I hear my head telling itself, "I hate you"

I hear the voices that say I have nothing to live for
which is why I always feel relief when I step outside my door

Outside my door I don't hear these things that somethimes make me cry.
I never want to talk about it so please just don't pry.

I like being in school because sometimes during the day,
these thoughts that make me cry sometimes go away.

But there is one time when I cannot help but listen to my head
and this is at night when it is time to go to bed.

In bed I cry myself to sleep at night.
In my life these are the demons that I must fight