I said: "Please turn it down I need to hear,
The voices in my head so I can write."
And Lochie said: "But we hear with our ear,
What do you mean 'voices' are you alright?"
"I need to hear what I am told to say."
"But there aren't voices in our heads, you're mad."
"Of course there are, I hear them everyday."
Now Lochie looks at me a little sad,
He thinks his dad's gone finally round the bend.
"I'm fine Lochie, don't worry I'll show you."
He looks at me like it's the bitter end.
"Don't speak, or make a sound, I'll prove it's true...
When I am tired I lie in my bed,
And watch the dreams that float inside my..."
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