Walls have ears

I havn't been much of a chatty Cathy of late, I've kept schtum. It hasn't stopped my thoughts or the voices in my head, was it something that I said? Am I Gloria, I'm always on the run now. Apparently hearing voices in your head is normal. Got to go, got nothing to say of any merit, I'm a bit like one of those boats at an amusement park where you put a pound in the slot and drive them round a stagnent pool. I'm the green one that no one wants which is stuck nose to the corner next to the floating fag butt. It's not a bad thing.