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My mind, oh my mind

Holds me prisoner

To so many things

To so many untruths

So many lies

So many opinions

So many ideals

So much falsehood

And empty promises

To so much disappointment

And worthlessness

I just don't understand why...

Why do I let it control me this way

To lock me up and make me

Suffer at the start of each day

Dare I not seek freedom

And a strong peace of mind

Can I not think freedom, courage, strength

Would that not be the kind...

The kind thing to do, to seek,

To allow

The answer seems simple

The question is how

This prison, these walls, these shackles,

This mind.

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