by Adam Mcdaniel

Created on: June 30, 2009

Voices, voices all around me

I hear them, but what do they say?

Voices, voices surrounding me

I hear them, but words can't convey!

It was a lovely Sunday morn, and we all awoke from bed

That is to say myself and all the ones who once were dead

And though I do not see, I know they must be there

Nondescript and undefined, I feel their presence in my mind...

Voices, voices all around me

I hear them, but what do they say?

Voices, voices surrounding me

I hear them, but words can't convey!

Sometimes these folks they don't make sense

Their words are much confused

And while there is no stopping them

I just can't take this abuse

But neither medium nor therapist

Can finally end this ruse

But now I've learned to live with it, and it really isn't bad.

Even though their words make no sense, this does not make me sad.

I always have someone to talk to, and now I'm never alone.

Now I'm never afraid to be by myself inside my home.

And while the outside world might think me strange, crazy, mental, or even deranged...

I've got my voices here with me, and I'm sure they know I'm sane.

Voices, voices all around me

I hear them, but what do they say?

Voices, voices surrounding me

I hear them, but words can't convey!

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