The Voice

There comes a joke by one of my friends;
I am a ’pest’ that disturbs.
At first, I laugh along.
I stop, wondering if there was any truth to that.
A tiny voice inside my head
Tells me to let it go.

There comes a remark by one of among my family;
’’She's gonna end up a disaster!’’
I chime in, I laugh, and I play along.
I stop, wondering if there was more to it
Than a silly comment to embarrass me.
A tiny voice inside my head
Tells me to let it go.

There comes a question by one of of my teachers;
’’Why do you even come to school?’’
I give a mischievous grin in return.
But it’s not long before the hurt beneath it wears away.
I stop, running it one more time in my mind.
A tiny voice in my head
Tells me to let it go.

I know one thing for sure, though,
I will keep going,
And I will keep striving.
For as long as that voice is with me,
I will keep living.
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