I sit.
I sit in a pit.
I sit in a pit of darkness,
Filled with voices wanting to know where my heart is.
They scream, "you're heartless, you're careless, you never shed a tear!"
I scream, "I have a heart, I love, I hurt, I feel,
I feel love and hate and pain and fear!
When the voices stop I'm left to think.
So I think.
I think , "am I heartless? I can't be...can I? Am I careless? Do I really not cry?"
All these though run through my mind.
No matter how hard I try.
I can't control it.
These voices aren't kind.
The voices are back.
They're louder this time.
They scream, "You don't love, you don't feel! You mean nothing if you can't