Rogue

thought that I was in control
my mind manipulates my heart
now it seems my heart went rogue 
and struck out on its own

guess it got tired of being held back
being told what it should feel
the fantasies my mind could hide
the dreams that all seemed real

now I'm in a quandary
I don't know which to trust
a mind constantly rationalizing
or a heart ready to combust
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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