Kate's Poem in my head

I need to quiet the voices in my head
Somany other people
all telling me different things and how to behave
act this way, act that way,
wow you're inappropriate
I just smile and laugh
and defend myself with flippant responses
but when I come home
I cry and rage and break things
with the only things to comfort me
are four legged and furry or two legged and feathered
the world seeems much nicer with a black cat curled up on my lchest
amd the purrs seem to say that I am loved




curled up on my lap