Schizophrenia Never Ending Voices
No one knows what it’s like
To be trapped inside your mind
To question all of your thoughts
To wish that you were blind
This illness is a real thing
It wasn’t just made up
Every word is a sting
They always come for me
These voices rack my brain
My thoughts aren’t on the train
I want them to stop but they won’t
They are supposed to stop but they don’t
Schizophrenia is a curse
Nothing else could be worse
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