It was early evening and
I wanted to go to sleep.
Slumber was a blissful escape,
or perhaps only sometimes.
Anyway, I couldn’t get any sleep,
and my mind was racing.
"Everyone’s going to find out
all about those secrets.
Everyone will know the
worst things that I can imagine.
They will know all about me
and everything that I imagined
people saying will be true now."
They keep on going around in my head.
They’re crap,
and I know it.
They’re just voices,
I tell myself,
but why won’t they go away ?
A short time passed.
More voices,
different voices,
"You know what to do,
Mother always says so.
What should I do now ?
I don’t know!
But you know what to do,
don’t you ?"
The vicious circle kept going ‘round.