My voice

There is a voice inside my head

So different from the one that sounds thru my mouth

They mean so opposite things every time

One is so loud and the other is almost mute

Is like I have two different monsters fighting constantly over the power of my life

This is not my voice

I do not recognize the sound of it

I don’t know those words

These thoughts belong to someone else

This is not my voice

I’m not the one screaming while holding a rusty knife

This is not me

Is not my voice

This is not my laugh sounding in the deep meanwhile I cut the old man’s throat

This is not my voice.

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