Voices

I lay down and flip my pillow

The cold side greets my skin

I hear the distant chatter outside

And the loud running of the washers

My mind is too awake right now

As one thought

jumps to another

All I can think about is my exam on Thursday

and my conversation with mom on the phone

I shut my eyes and turn around

Trying not to be bothered

by it all

My mind is so tired

but also awake

I don’t think I

can go to sleep to

night

I drift in and out of conscious states

But something will always wake me up

The voices outside won’t go away

The ones

in my head won’t either

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