LYRIC FOR SALE

By Michelle Morris

There are so many jobs
Where you can lose your soul
They can make your burn too hot
Or make you turn icy cold

Like hell or purgatory
Stuck in grinding thoughts
You're a hamster on a wheel
A rat in a race that's bought

It can be challenging to deal
With the lack of integrity
Humanity at its worst
Psychopaths and evil deeds

Narcissists and egos
Power and greed and games
Sociopaths and divas
All lead to walks of shame

Stop.
Breathe.
Get off the hamster wheel.
Get out of the rat race maze.

Stop.
Listen.
Your inner voice and
Your guides
Your angels and
Guardians
Are there
For you
Now.

The Universe has your back
Your angels and guides are here
They protect and help you walk
Along the best path that's clear

The Universe has a plan
And you are instrumental
You have a special purpose
You have gifts for your ascension

Let your soul shine
Let your music play
Let your voice sing
Let your artist create

You are a miracle
You are a blessing
Do not let yourself get stuck
In a hamster wheel or rat maze obsession

You can thrive
You don't have to lose your soul
You can live your best life
You don't have to give them control

There are so many jobs
Where you can lose your soul
They can make your burn too hot
Or make you turn icy cold

But that doesn't have to happen
To you or anyone else
If each of us took a stand
And made the world a brighter place

Let your soul shine
Let your music play
Let your voice sing
Let your artist create

Live your best life
Embrace magic and miracles
Set the world alight
And inspire love and light and joy

© Michelle Morris, 2022