Bad Advice

All the voices in your head
are just things you've heard
or somewhere read.

They are just words meant to misguide you.
The only thing they know
is how to deride you.

There isn't a rule of thumb for you to follow.
More an echoing sound
in the world so hollow.

Pay no heed to the herds of storytellers
and don't you listen
to the easy lie sellers.

Leave them be with their pointless games.
Let them lose their minds
in search of their names.

There is no need for you to drown in worry,
happiness is a slow mover
you'll outrun her in your hurry.

Remember who you were a long time ago.
The years have been kind,
the trails are easy to follow.

Maybe as the journey ends
you will find a simpler place.

Somewhere with a cleaner mirror,
the reminder of a familiar face.

Until then beware of being so easily defined,
that the interest of strangers
cannot be confined.

But mostly beware the smoke you will breathe,
for it can make you write
verses like these.