Voices

[Terri]

I'll be a rainbow in someone else's cloud.

Today's a bad day, not the day as such but I'm in a day that's not good,

There are numbers every were every thing I look at is a number.

And insignificant buttons mean nothing just a blank number of the eye.

When I look into the mirror its but a strange face I see, a face that was

invaded by an intruder years gone by, but now only living like a number of

the past. I am but one, they are many I was 8 but they were many, you see I

had numbers but they are & were many

[Terri]

You see I've been invaded by the voices of the past, that move all around

Trying to catch us of guard, then they invade in any way they can to live a life

Inside the dream.

[Terri]

Been in hospital, all good now I'm back home, missed my dog Cohen so much.