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