"The Voice"

chattering constantly
inside the mind
follow the bouncing ball
above the notes
of the song it sings
catch it
stop it
fold the corner of the page
hold the exclamation point
cut the roots
melt the chocolate coating
relentlessly devouring
attached to memories
be a good boy
be a good girl
be nice be sweet
be right no mistakes
childhood bruises
hiding behind it
stealing happiness
taking the moment away
consuming thoughts
because it doesn't know
how to be happy
or how to make
happiness
do you