The Unwanted

As I sit here, and wonder can you see me while I'm talking over my shoulder. I am talking to you right there as he starts to stare; I glare.  Why do you continue to leave me so bare? every time I ask about my friend you tell me you don't see him? I am going crazy but then I silence myself doubt. I wait for all the voices to sprout. there he goes again telling me I am his only friend. I sit there and have a who conversation praying he will never leave me again then my mother comes. In hear you go dear take your medication soon the voices start to fade in.