You are running from everything again.

You are running from everything again. Stop doing that! Embrace the hardness of life and use it against itsself, you have plans so up high, you can't reach them if you hide. Get yourself together!

When I wake up nothing's real.

What if I can't do it? So much work! I am  so scared of this job. I just feel like hiding and waiting for everything to go past me. When will I do my other stuff? I'm seriously falling behind on my other projects. I want to sleep and when I wake up nothing's real.

All of us.

Now we're jut being assholes. All of us.

"Me" will laugh at them from above.

They look down on "Me". No one believes "Me" will ever get to the top. They say art and poetry are not occupations. They want to see "Me" in some office being a robot. They have no idea. They think "Me" is weak, "Me" is a fool. They will see. "Me" will laugh at them from above.

Snap out of it!

Snap out of it! Yes, your body gave in today and you feel sick. Good thing is you can stay at home and work on your art and writing. Stop whining and use this in your favour. Yes, people may look down on you and say you are weak. Hide behind this, let them waste their time pointing fingers at you, but don't waste your time with them.

No wonder health is leaving "Me"

This is just too much. Rising on your own, working as someone who doesen't have anything else to do, running up and down, tho and fro, helping others. Too much. "Me" is too tired. "Me" has to stop. Why care? No one even takes "Me" seriously.
The only ones who support "Me" are us, "Me"s own mind. There is no one else. No wonder health is leaving "Me".

I am the voice of the artist who is many at the same time

"Me" made a pact with me. I am one of the inner voices. A strong personality might say. Slightly dark and twisted. I am the voice of the artist who is many at the same time. I am the one that argues with the other voices and don't lt them take complete control. I push "Me" to the limit. Sure there are sacrifices to be made when you are many. Some might say you lose your soul. But I am "Me", "Me" is I. We are all "Me". We fight, we agree, we discuss what "Me" should do.
I am the one "Me" had hidden the most, but now I am free.
Greetings to all who read this from all the voices of one person.