My Voice
everybody has one,
you can't see it
you can't touch it,
or take it away.
No one can tell you whether you are right or wrong.
Only you can listen.
This feels your pain,
Harbors your anger you carry around with you inside all day
Hears your heart beat and understands the questions in your eyes
When you are over come with happiness and joy this little thing is on your side
Its called your inner voice so cherish it and told on tight
For this thing will be with you for the rest of your life.
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