Spinning Voices
Head is losing all sense of space
Foggy and disturbed
Every voice I hear is an irritation
A constant vocal whine
I feel moving all around directionless
Trying to find its way, to its final destination
The anger this creates in me
The violence it pulsates in me
To let it out would feel like a release
This jigsaw noise needs its pieces complete
A picture of beauty your voice should appear to me
Just confusion and no understanding
Like foreign language in my brain
Around and around it spins
This playground ride in my mind
The anger this creates in me
The violence it pulsates in me
To let it out would feel like a release
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