all around me

Voices control me

No one understands.
The voices I hear aren't random people.
They're my own voice.
I tell myself you can't be happy its not aloud.
You cant even feel.
These things other people say aren't true.
But I am so wrong.
I am ugly.
I am fat.
I am gay.
I am the reason the world is an issue.
If I'm gone every single person who lives will be relived.
It will be so much easier.
Those people over there live with me.
I don't call them family cause they hate me.
I have no one.
And I don't want any one.
Being alone is easier.
I don't have to worry about losing anyone.
Everyone is gone.
But I'm happy they're gone.