Always your there
not a day that your missing
some days more louder
than others
you have such power
controlling as always
at times, I can only but cower.
Speaking to me as my guide
you do always
helping me see right or wrong
listening to you, I know who to trust
just where and how I should act
are you real though? Why do I listen?
how do I know you are fact?.
Do you exist? Are you there
just for me though?
are you an honourable force
maybe your borne from a period of time
your just a habit incurred
all that you tell me, all that you say
would then become just absurd.
Say like an echo, a recall
of sound
into my head you do play
pure insignificant you'd seem to me now
more like a fluke in my mind
your an impostor, that?s what you are
no asset to me, more a bind.
You in reality are my destruction
to you I pay no more heed
without you there, I will
finally be free now
your knowledge no more will be sought
all of this time, deeply etched in my mind
you were nothing but Echoes in thought.
