Upon the windowsill

I sit upon my windowsill awaiting my dearest friends to arrive, A crow flies down to greet me, The crow then squawks, I smile and greet the crow back, The crow seems to be in a very good mood as for it squawks again in a brighter tone, I smile and send it back on it's way, Later the crow comes back with his friends, They all seem to be grinning "They all hate you" They crows start to harmonize, "They aren't coming for you" They begin squawking more and more harmful things "Why must you be so cruel?" I begin to outwardly ponder, "They are all too good for you" They begin to shout, I begin to close the window and ignore them but they got inside, "I must get them away" I verbalize "You will never be good enough!" "You might as well use your weapon on yourself" "Get out of my head you demonic Hellspawn's" The crows satisfied by their actions listen and leave my home, I sit upon my windowsill awaiting my dearest friends to arrive sorry for the pain I've caused.