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Is It All In My Head

I hear the flutes playing
I hear the children laughing
Is it all in my head
I see the shadows move along the walls
I see the ghosts in the halls
Is it all in my head
Sometimes I think nothing is real
Sometimes I have got nothing to feel
Is it all in my head
Some days I think I have already died 
Some days I think there is a demon inside
Is it all in my head
I can see the world is on fire
I can see that every one is a liar
Is it all in my head
Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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Brown Avatar
July 10, 2008 at 6:51 AM
Welcome to PoetrySoup Ivy. I hope you will continue to write and share your excellent poetry with us. Love, Carol
Vann Avatar
July 10, 2008 at 12:39 AM
Thanks for the comments guys, I wrote this at a time when I really was losing my mind.
Jordan Avatar
July 9, 2008 at 7:04 AM
I don't believe so because I too often wonder the same things - very emotional poem
Dover Avatar
July 9, 2008 at 2:37 AM
finally common ground with someone...respect anthony
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