It comes in many forms
A nudge, feeling or whisper...
That internal voice
But the ego is a trickster...

I used to listen
Even gave it all my power...
It left me helpless
Vulnerable like a flower...

Then suddenly one day
I paid close attention...
Not one word of comfort
Did my ego ever mention...

So I straightened up
As I said 'Wait one minute'...
You only show...