Voices

My voice
is like a sponge
soaking up the spilled milk
to stop you from crying.
My voice
is a detective
asking probing questions
to prevent you from lying.
My voice
is a shield
deflecting others' bullets
to stop you from dying
and I'm trying all the while to collect these voices
My voice
is a Trojan horse
wrapped up in this harmless package
you wouldn't think inside held a warrior
My voice
is a Trojan condom
letting myself relax and have fun
but still putting up a barrier
My voice
is a live virus
infecting you so deeply that you'll be the carrier
and I'm warier all the while of these voices
My voice
is the day you were born
learning with each new step
that you are incredibly capable
My voice
is the day you died
relinquishing family secrets
and putting everything on the table
My voice
is life itself
messy, unpredictable
often crude and mentally unstable
and I'm able all the while to collect these voices
I hear her voice, and his voice
and my voice grows stronger
I hear their voice, and your voice
and my speech gets longer
and that he-said, she-said
becomes the you-said, we-said
and I said someone should collect these voices
even if they're actually all in my head....