Felt the creepy feeling like there were two of us standing in this room.
I know the voices will become louder, sometime very soon.
They say that I am totally insane.
Then at times they pick at my brain.
The feeling of coldness touches my arm.
Maybe shes back to bring me some harm.
I hear her talking to herself, they say it's the other side of me.
But I know that's not true, because if only they knew what my eyes can see.
I live in this one room place,
Through the walls, I see her face.
I really can't go very far, but to my bed.
She is there all the time, inside my head.
The voices become stronger,
I really don't belong here.
Maybe next time I will succeed in getting rid of her once in for all.
To many times, I climbed these walls.
Can't wait to free myself,
Survival is what my life Is about.
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