My own mind game
Feeling sad and alone
Depression is prone
Can cuddle for an hour
Turns others sour
Too intense for some
Only get a crumb
Important for skin contact
Between different people big contrast
Need extra time to bond
Head feels a bit conned
When the heart hurts
The mind inverts
Feels like rejection
But is only a perception
How the mind can play games
Would be easier to take it to the flames
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Andy DW | Year Posted 2026
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