I have these voices in my head, one is sad, one is happy

One’s scared, one is crazy and one is just angry

And they have these conversations where they talk about stuff

And for some reason they feel they can’t talk enough

So they keep me up with irrelevance, nonsense and lies

Self-reflection, self-deception until one of them dies

Then we have a wake, a funeral and the sad one cries

And then it gets replaced with another voice

And the cycle continues, leaving me without a choice

My head is in a constant state of madness

And I have to act as if I don’t have a screw less

I have to pretend as if I’m as normal as you

  While fighting my insanity trying to break through

And the biggest problem I got is which voice to listen to

Sadness just wants to stay in, I’m an introvert at heart

My fear is glued to my ear telling me to keep logic and love apart

Rage has a pen filled with ink that lets it write on my mind

So even if I wanna let it go, I couldn’t leave my anger behind

I’m telling stories to the voices inside of my head

And then we have a dialogue about what I just said

The older I get, the more I talk to myself

The more I grow up the more I tend to hide myself

A voice for each situation and a mask to hide them all

Mask upon mask and through the years I kept them all

They isolate the noise so the screams stay in

Sometimes I look at reality and feel like I’m hallucinating

I’m damaged goods, I’m beyond repair

But these voices tell me there’s no need to care

And the biggest problem isn’t when they fight

It’s when these voices start to sound alike

When sadness sounds like rage, and happiness sounds like regret

And the principles I edged in stone are simple promises to forget

But I’m telling you I’m losing track, feel like there’s no way to go back

To the point where I knew exactly who was talking

Sitting here asking myself, why waste time on wishful thinking