The inner voices in my head, keep telling me to stay in bed.
Hide away where no one knows, cry forever and blow my nose.
The inner voices in my head keep telling me to starve again,
Say NO to all the things I crave, and end up in an early grave.
The inner voices in my head say lock away all my pain, and sit inside when it rains.
The inner voices in my head, keep telling me wish I were dead.
Yet I do not wish to die,
The inner voice would sometimes cry.
Fed up of all this pain and hate,
I want to open out that gate
Be strong and bold,
Knock that inner voice out cold.
Dawn Chapman. 19th June 2004.