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I was me. I was all.
I had everything I wanted.
I was unable to fall.
No matter what others had said.

I didn’t care what others were up to.
As long as I was fine.
Didn’t care what others would do
Because ‘I’ was really mine.

I hear a voice, I turned around to see,
The owner of the gentle heavenly sound.
But there is no one there, no one but me.
No one but me around.

What was that voice? Was it real?
Or just a part of my imagination?
The voice gave me a strange feel,
Like somebody is watching me.
It was all so surreal.

I hear the voice once again in my head,
Yep. Definitely in my mind.
Talking so much to me until my ears bleed.
No matter how impossible it I find.

Again and again, more and more and more,
The voice is now everywhere.
So much louder than what I heard before.
It’s too much to bear.

Wait, what did he say again?
The voice was blocking, keeping me shut.
It traps my mind like a metal chain.
Not letting me go no matter what.

I don’t like it, is it a curse?
The voice is now as loud as a thunder.
Everyday it’s getting worse and worse.
As if I’m sinking and falling under.

More and more, more and more and more.
Punishing me for so many of my sin.
Even if I try so hard to close my door,
It still finds a way in.

I cry for the nights without my long-awaited sleep,
And hope that the peace will come back to me soon.
But the voice, it haunts, like I’m a helpless sheep,
Until in the sky drops its moon.

I hate it. I want my sleep back.
I hate it. I want my life back.
Like an annoying fly buzzing in my head.
The voice gives me so much dread.
Please give my mind back.

All the eyes, staring, staring at me.
Avoiding to reach me, not coming near.
I’m normal, as if they can’t see.
Why watch me with so much fear?

All the eyes, staring, staring at me.
Casting me out, out of the peer.
I’m not crazy, can’t they see?
It’s all the fault of the voice I hear.

Kill it. Kill it. Make it disappear!
I don’t want it. I don’t want the voice.
I want my head to once again be clear,
But as if I have a choice.

I want the voice to cease, to myself release,
And let my freedom fly.
If my mind can stay clear in eternal peace,
I would rather die.

It told me to stop, just leave the thought.
It just doesn’t want me to kill it.
It tried hard, fought and fought.
But my will grew stronger for I was to commit.

I wonder what would be on the other side,
For the ones that had died.
Would it be a world of serenity?
And once again be able to gain my identity?
Or all my effort be denied?

All were ready, all were steady,
Who knows what death would bring?
All were set, I was ready,
To say goodbye to everything.
And then, everything goes dark.

It’s all dark, but I don’t think I’m dead.
I think the voice is still there.
I don’t know where the voice had me led,
But I could feels my eyes tear.
Not my eyes, its eyes,
For the voice owned me somehow.
I am not dead.

In a voice as quiet as a mouse,
The gentle lullaby fills my heart.
Such a beautiful song!
This is not what I asked for.
But I loved the voice all along.
I knew. Nothing can go wrong anymore.

I have never noticed before.
How sweet the lively the world was.
I am not hiding anywhere anymore.
I’m gonna know the world for what it has.

People seem to give me warm looks.
I never knew how kind they could be.
I’m reading much more books.
I never knew how curious it could be.

I was me. I was all.
I had everything I wanted.
Nothing would ever make me fall.
No matter what others had said.

One morning I suddenly realised,
My head was unusually clear.
Gone was the voice I had idealised.
Gone, when to me became so dear.
Gone.
This is the 100 line (106 lines) ballad for English. Almost unedited, and it needs a title. Ideas anyone?

All comments would be greatly appreciated, and Jess, this ballad rhymes!
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dysteriaAvende's avatar
The Speaking is a great title. Go for it.