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Lost Inside My Head

A mass of jumbled words,
Locked inside my mind,
A number of them I want to say,
Some I just can't find.
The will eludes me,
To speak the words I want to say,
My mind and body a prison,
Each and every day.
Maybe I can use actions,
As they speak louder than words,
I wish I could be free from this torture,
And fly high with the birds.
A million thoughts,
Locked inside my head,
Everyone around me walks on eggshells,
Careful where they may tread.
Oh how I do wish,
I could talk to you,
It would make it easier,
And you'd understand what I'm going through.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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Wolf Avatar
September 26, 2016 at 12:42 AM
I can relate to this one!!!
Roberts Avatar
September 26, 2016 at 1:54 PM
There's a rather long story behind this one. Long story short, the inspiration came from a story I heard about a little boy with autism. It was greatly received too.
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