In My Head

There is something in my head.
Mother and Father look at me.
I don't look at them- something
In my head tells me to play. I run-
And I fall- they run after me-
I taste blood and tears- the voice
Tells me to scream- and I screech
Mother and Father look at me.
I love them- they are worried-
I want to tell them of the voices
In my head- I start to choke
And in a puddle of my tears-
And a cloud of their worries, I pass
Into a dreamless sleep- I wake up
Did I say dreamless? I start to draw-
Filling the little white paper with
Shapes and colours- was it that easy?

I heard Father shouting tomorrow-
Yesterday- I laugh. I sit silently
Father comes and kisses me- I kiss him
Back with my lips with food all around-
He smiles, he says "You're special."
The voices in my head are calm.
I'm normal. I'm not special.
Mother and Father look at me.
I don't look at them- something
In my head tells me to play. I run-