Mind Games
Why am I
so antisocial?
With so much to say
and not enough words.
I hold it all in
So close
all my sins
Irreversably convinced
everyone will play
judge and jury
Don't let it out
Don't let them see
what I've done.
Until alone in my bed
I can cry myself to sleep
once again
vicious cycle
Wish I was dead
Voice in my mind says
"wicked thought!
"another sin!"
Great
I just can't win
these mind games..
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