No New Friends

I'll say it again to, as I have done before I can't stand the voices, not a moment more I have tried time & time again to make the disappear But here they remain, loud & clear Nothing I do ever drowns them out All my efforts only make them shout A peaceful mind must be a sin Because I have bad days that come in sets of ten I hear them loudly through chirping birds & rustling trees I actually believe they travel with the wind This curse of mine will undoubtedly win For the fact remains that they are my closest friend