It doesn’t answer you, yet you speak to it often
In the quiet times when nothing is spoken
You have a conversation that isn’t real
You believe words are being spoken
And none of it is really a big deal
Those words that emerge from the confines of your brain
Don’t speak the truth but you believe them
Challenge them, challenge them, challenge them!
Create new ones that serve you better
Nobody is in charge, except you, you don’t
need to believe a single letter
They say thoughts create things, so choose the right ones
You’re not in control, you’ve not even learnt them
They appear out of nowhere like aliens out of space
Hunt them down, I would, but it’s all in vain
Resistance is futile you’ve been assimilated
Your mind is not your own, they have control of it.
When you examine what you actually do
You will appreciate it’s just a matter of habit.
My mind is not my own, but who actually owns it?
Ask everyone else, they also have no clue!