sleep.

the moment I grew up, I started going to sleep.

and I went down to this place in my mind where I could hear myself.

and I found that I was screaming. why was I screaming?

it was louder than anything I had ever heard before. it was the sound of my questions. it was the sound of my anxiety. it was the sound of my anger and pain. and it got so loud that I couldn't drown it out, and i stopped being able to discern the different voices from each other.

the moment I grew up, I started going to sleep.

but it was so loud in there that I couldn't stop waking up.

the moment I grew up, I started to wake up.