My mind is a prison.
Caging me from facing fears.
Holding me from spreading my wings.
My mind is a prison.
Telling me the things I can't have.
Then taunting me with all of them.
My mind is a prison.
Interpreting everything with a negative side
Possessing my eye so I agree.
My mind is a prison.
Locked but without a key.
Locked and only love can save me.
My mind is a prison.
Help.
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In My Head | ✓
PoetryIn my head, there are a million things I'd wish I could say. A million things I realize. But the courage I have not birthed to say them aloud. Just a girl who feels too much, sees too much, hears to much and an obsession of curiosity. In a world w...
