I can hear the voice
I can hear its wisdom
I can hear its words
I can hear its spirit
I'm scared. I can still hear the music.
I try to block it out.
Oh it whispers all day long
Not a teacher, parent or friend can decide
I need to listen to the voice inside
Its all day. My friends tell me I'm not mad but I know I am.
I can't help but listen to the voice.
But is it right
Or is it wrong
What's the truth?
I do not know
It tells me something different. Is my way wrong? Is it right?
Oh it whispers all day long
Not a teacher, parent or friend can decide
I need to listen to the voice inside
Its all day. My friends tell me I'm not mad but I know I am.
I can't help but listen to the voice.
All I know is the voice inside
Wants to scream out
But I keep it hidden
From plain sight
I try to hide what I am feeling. But I can't. It's getting louder.
Oh it whispers all day long
Not a teacher, parent or friend can decide
I need to listen to the voice inside
Its all day. My friends tell me I'm not mad but I know I am.
I can't help but listen to the voice.
I am scared of what it will say
I am scared it will ruin my life
But that's my voice and it needs to be heard
I need to be heard. I scream as the triggers pulled. It no longer whispers "they hate you. Pull the gun." Anymore because I am dead and this is my voice