These Cruel Voices

The pain I endure is rarely heard
Only those who hear the harpies understand
To each his own voices, different and new
Some are caring, guiding, like ones second conscience
Mine are cruel, biting, clawing at my mind
There's a few that care, they love and help me

Stop spilling your feelings!
Shut up! I hate you!
Stop telling me what's right and wrong!
We are your thoughts! We OWN you!
shut up! Stop screeching! Let me be!

Don't listen to him, chavivi
I'm trying not to, but how can I not?
Listen to us. The ones who care
at least you're like HER
at least you're like the one who loves me</i>

the conflict in my minds is pure war
it's torturous, heartbreaking, hurting
it's driving me insane, my mind slowly slipping
the real ones say I'm strong
they tell me to fight them
but, the voices are apart of me
they're apart of whom I am
if I destroy them, I destroy myself

That's what you want! You know it!
it's not! It's not! You're lying! Stop! Stop!
You cannot silence us!
I have to try…
Try and fail! Always fail!
I won't fail! I will survive!

You're doing great! Fight him!
im trying, but it's so hard…
Be like a bird, free yourself from his screeching cage
but if I destroy him, I kill you too!
It's a small price to pay
but I can't give you up! I won't!
Let us go. We are real, too. Go to the real ones
you're here all the time! Always with me! They are not!
Just think of us, and we'll be heard

She's lying! You destroy us, we go forever!
No! I won't listen! Let me be!
No! I will not!
shut up and let me be free!

I fight with them, day and night
They fight with each other, always
I cannot sleep at night
Not with their screaming
They jolt me awake, after finally letting me sleep
Of, please, dear voices let me rest
I cannot take your torture
Please, leave me, free my of my pain
Your screams are pushing me to my limits
When will it be enough?
When will you be satisfied?
Will you ever be silent?