The Voice
Sometimes late at night, when I try hard to sleep
I hear me talking to The Voice ,coming from my deep.
It was trying to show me,and tell what I truly am
And I was just busy, setting my morning alarm.
It yells at me and insists, something is very wrong
But I was in the playlist,changing my next song.
It says to me very loud, "This time I am not with You"
I was on my phone ,yes, I missed that too.
The Voice started to wail,it's not even worth a dime!
I frowned and I said "Have you even seen the time?"
Its yelping back at me,and makes it really clear
I got back to my thinking,and now I can feel the fear.
Alas! I heed it whispering,there is nothing wrong in fearing
I smirked back at it ,c'mon, I am hearing!
Your dreams are very big,and your efforts are very true
I am not backing down anymore,I find courage as my glue.
Follow your heart always,you will be on the right track
It all made sense to me,when I think it all back.
Don't let others stop you to rise, when you fall deep
I said,enough of this bull!now please let me sleep.
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