there's this voice inside my head
that just does not know
when to stop
or maybe it's not
meant to stop
maybe it's
meant to be guiding
me into the light
intuition they say
huh?
But then, why is it so difficult to listen closely and accept this voice that's meant to be guiding us? Or maybe because we have been trained all this while to make life decisions based on intellect over instinct.
It reminds me of Cillian Murphy's famous interview where he said "instinct over intellect, always."
I wish my younger self knew this. I wish someone had tapped my shoulder and said this to me. I wish I would have learnt to listen to my inner voice guiding me towards my potential instead of just sliding it over in the name of "chaotic thoughts."
I wish I would have learnt to divert myself from pathways that is often walked by most people. How I wish that little girl back then knew that there's more profession or career out there rather than these mainstreams of being a doctor, lawyer or an engineer (which I certainly did pursue).
But looking back on my life's journey, I am so glad that I have learnt to see life with a color lens today. I have learnt to crawl out of the box. I have learnt to make life decisions using my intuition and instinct. I have learnt to pursue a meaningful career.
A career that would add flavor to my rather tasteless life.
A career that hopefully would express these unspoken words that have been running in my mind forever since a child.
A career that's away from the mainstreams.
Oh to be a writer or poet they say.
A dream too good to be true.
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this voice inside my head
Poetrythere's this voice inside my head that just does not know when to stop or maybe it's not meant to stop maybe it's meant to be guiding me into the light intuition they say huh?