I have friends,

Buds, you see,

I have friends,

As many as three.

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They tell me things

The kind I believe

They tell me things

Stuff you can't conceive

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Sometimes they hate me

They say I don't listen

Sometimes they hate me

Because my thoughts glisten

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They make me laugh

They make me cry

They make me laugh

They make me ask "Why?"

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Isn't it clear

All that I've said?

Isn't it clear?

They are the voices in my head.

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25 May 2010