Aren’t the voices the worst?
The way they tell you things,
Tell you things that aren’t true.
Make you hate your beautiful eyes
And loving personality.

Aren’t the voices the worst?
The way they never leave,
Even when you find yourself in love.
In love with your loving personality
And beautiful eyes.
When you finally begin to see yourself as I do.
They come back.

So maybe it’s not about pushing
Pushing them far far away.
It’s about accepting that they won’t just go away.
But that they also aren’t true.
That you are loving and kind
Beautiful
Strong
And brilliant.
Because once you realize and accept that.
Well then,
the voices get bored.
And finally leave.