The inner voice

Some where deep deep inside

Lies a feeling of remorse

When things are done

By the bones, not the soul…

The heart doesn’t beat

In rhythm with the mind

And the mind doesn’t dream

What the heart feels like…

Find yourself

Survive many, but live only some 

Its not late, just ask yourself 

is this what I want to become

Never will you make it

By pressing yourself under their view

Follow the inner voice, kill the regret

And do what you love, what you love will you?…