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Voices
They don’t know, but I hear the voices.
They talk about me constantly.
They are not just in my head.
The voices are everywhere.
Opinions circulate as they discuss their thoughts about me.
I listen carefully as I hear them chant my name before they state what they are thinking.
There are so many things that they say,
Yet I remember every little comment they make as they look at me in disgust.
They seem to come up with something new to say almost every day.
“I’m crazy,” is what I attempt to tell myself.
But I am not.
These comments circulate my mind and repeat until I cannot take it any longer.
I do not want to hear what they have to say.
I try to quiet the voices with music, but the intensity of their volume increases immensely.
I want to rip out my hair and scream until they finally decide to quiet themselves.
They do not know what I have been through.
How can they judge me so harshly when they do not even know my middle name?
I will not take this anymore.
I am not incompetent or useless.
I am not powerless or weak.
I am brilliant and unstoppable.
I can do anything because I am strong and strong willed.
The voices may continue to talk, but they are not my voice, therefore they are irrelevant.
I choose to form my own opinion and follow my own path.
I dare to step away from the path which so many people have already paved for me,
And I choose to pave my own path.
The best way to predict your future is to write it for yourself.
I will not let others push me around and tell me where to go in life.
I can, and I will do I what I believe is right for me.
I need to remember that it is okay to cry.
I need to remind myself that it is possible to open up and get close to people without having Them drop me, causing me to shatter.
Being broken is inevitable, but it is always possible to be fixed.
Some choose not to be. I choose to show that I have been broken, and that I have been fixed. People may judge me if they so choose.
What they say should not sway me, but instead cause me to rise higher.
I will rise above and show others what it is like to be able to push through.
I will be a living example of what it is like to be able to get up, brush it off, and move on.

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