The Voice that grew up with me for years

Odd, but I've always had this "voice". No, it wasn't my own. I cannot put a finger on it. I'd say it's like its own, entity. Heck, probably "Part of my Whole Life". It wasn't scary, but I'm used to it. I think even when I was 13 I did have a conversation with them, but when I'm in my own room. I can't remember. Sometimes it's disturbing, sometimes it's neutral. Nowadays I just sleep it through…