I hear my friends calling me.
I hear my teacher calling me.
I hear music everyday no matter what.
I hear my mom screaming at me.
I hear my dog barking outside at the neighbors.
I hear the voices and demons in my head telling me something I don’t want to do but instead I do.
I hear my dad talking to me through the phone from Nigeria.
I hear the teachers tell me I should be quiet.
I hear my mom honking the car horn at me to come outside.
I hear my mom and brother screaming at each other.
I hear the sadness in my heart screaming at me for someone to love.