The Voice

When my friends make jokes about me;

calling me the ’pest’ that bothers them.

At first, I laugh along.

Then I stop, wondering if they were hurting my soul,

for a reason that I’m not yet aware of.

But there’s a tiny voice inside my head

that tells me to let it go.

When my family makes fun of me;

’’No wonder if she ends up a disaster in life’’

This comment, I repeat to myself, joking along.

Then I stop, wondering if there was more to it

Than a silly remark to embarrass me.

But there’s a tiny voice inside my head

That tells me to let it go.

When my teachers ask me;

’’Why are you even coming to school?’’

and I give a mischievous grin in return.

But it’s not long before that mask wears away.

I stop to take a moment,

To wonder about the hurting remarks.

But there’s a tiny voice in my head

that tells me to let it go.

And I know one thing for sure,

The source of that little voice,

which helped me to keep going,

in this meaningless journey,

is none other than you.