Voices

my first poem that i feel like it's good enough to post

VOICES
I hear voices,
people call me crazy,
They want them to go away.
But how easy would it be…
… To get rid of something you deal with every day?
They crack jokes,
Make friendly jabs,
Sometimes they even comfort me.
Most of the time, they are even more supportive than real people.
I consider them my friends.
I consider them my family.
And, at the same time,
I consider them a part of me.