On ya bike!!

Go tell your inner critic

To take a hike

Let him know its time for him

To be on his bike

And ride off into the sunset

But then again critics hate to be alone

And even if he is far from home

You can be sure

He will find a way

To pick up the telephone

And get inside your head

Even before you get out of bed

So best of all may be just to listen

To what the critic has to say

And give him and smile

And agree that you will pay

Attention to

All the worries and concerns he has

For if you think about it

It really is quite sad

That he carries around so much angst and dread

With thoughts that lead only

To a mood like lead

Raining joylessness

On a sunny parade

That could be filled with happiness laughter and play

So perhaps best just instead

To turn and give him a big hug

Convince him to relax

And cosy up in a rug

And free yourself to finally be released

Of a life of inner torment

That gives you no peace