Always in my head

A small poem I wrote for my English II class.

Always in my head,
This voice utterly silent,
As quiet as the dead,
Yet always screaming out,
Telling me things,
I'm so worried about…
Am I going insane,
and is this just my confusion?
Or is this all just a game,
Some sick and twisted illusion?
Well I suppose it doesn't matter,
Whether it's real or it's fake,
Because no matter what I do,
Whether I'm asleep or awake,
You're always in my head…