Voices
The voices in my head tell me things.
I ask them my next move.
They usually tell me the right thing to do.
I usually listen.
But sometimes I don't.
I'll do what I think is right.
And sometimes I won't.
It doesn't really matter.
What I say or do.
The voices are there
In my head
Telling me my next move
I can't control them
Or tell them to shut-up
They are just there
Talking to me non-stop
They think for me
All the time
They council me
And I don't pay a dime
The only thing
I'll ever pay
Is flesh and blood
And when they tell me
To do something wrong
I don't correct them
I just play along
Because they are the voices
And I do what they say
