I am so tired of this,
I try to live my life,
Like a normal kid would,
But I just cannot.

I have no family,
I have a dog.
His name is Buster.
I also have a best friend,
Her name is Jessica.
Jessica and Buster understand my problem.
People look at me differently than everyone else,
I hear voices in my head,
I have been for a while.
I cannot tell anyone but Jessica.
She is the only one that will listen.

I will be walking down the halls at school,
And I will hear someone say something,
But no one is there.
The voices frighten me,
And I get even more frightened that people at school will find out.
The voices tell me I am not good enough,
That no one will want me.
Sometimes I want to break down and cry.
This all just gets really aggravating.

You would not know it,
But I am a great kid.
I can be very helpful Even though I need the most help of all.
Yet no one wants to lend a hand.

Why can’t I just be normal?
Maybe one day,
There will be hope.