I can hear the voices.
What do they mean?
They're calling out my name,
What do they want?

They are silent rebels,
Loud bullies.
Calling my name.
Over and over.

Make it stop,
Just make it stop.
I can't deal with this any longer.
I can't deal with this.

They called my name,
They called me names.
They punished me,
And they condemned me.

I am but a shallow shell,
Of my former self.
The one that wasn't worn away
By these years of torment.

Is there any escape from this pain,
From this suffering.
From this abuse and misery.
From this hurt.

Once it begins,
It engulfs you.
It becomes you.
There's no escape.

You are your worst nightmare,
You are the one that hate yourself the most.
You are the one,
That hurts yourself the most.

But in this pain,
You find strength.
You find a will to become greater than it.
For it not to become you.

You let those bullies inspire you.
You let them inspire you to be better,
To prove that they don't make you.
To prove that you are in control.

You find the will,
To be different.
You find the will,
To be you.