Kind Mind
Ive thought of nothing all day
I've felt nothing either....
I'm just a mess with nothing inside.
My mind creates things,
It makes me,
It breaks me...
My mind ain't kind to me.
People are around
I don't see them,
I know they are there for I hear them...
And yet I'm alone?...
When will my mind be for once kind again.
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