In My Head

"I know"

I don't need to read minds to know you hate me.

But not as much as I hate myself.

Somedays I lie awake wishing I was dead,

wishing that I take my last breath.

I know you wish the same.

I wish I could live freely,

without all the dark thoughts,

that calls my head their home.

I know that you wish that,

I wasn't around anymore.

I know that you hate my existence.

You wonder how I know all this.

The voices in my head tell me.

I know that they will never lie to me.