Bitter

A million minds All thinking for themselves Different race Different sex Dreaming of the things they want The minds that never stop Listening to the heart is false They are just words from old It is our safety net from wanting more You think of what you want too I'll do the same We will never meet There is no end So we just pretend to agree When the doors are closed You are free to go along your train of thought Circle through your desires Young or old Wishing or remembering... You can't have them with me? ...I know, of course not Stressing always to get the point across I cannot read minds That I am grateful for Our minds is what makes us free Yet the can hurt others without realizing What's the point? One person gives their heart Regrets it once given Wants to pass it along but realizes it too late Left with desires What are you thinking about? Nothing don't worry... A million minds But ask one The closest One Expect a lie It's all false