“ My Head “

There’s two.

Voices going against each other.

One bad , one good.

For sometime the bad was dominate.

Manipulating me from the inside.

I believed it.

Every single word it spoke.

It kept me from the world.

One day I decided to become the remote.

And shut it off.

It’s still there talking..

Running off at the mouth.

But I don’t listen.

Only observe.

I watch it talk nonsense.

To my ear.

But it don’t matter

It’s have no control

I’m the remote , I’m in control.

- KM