My mind won't give it a rest
I'm trying to do my best
But it's forever willing to test
My resolve
My mind laughs and giggles
Not happy until it cripples
Giving me riddles
I can't solve
My mind refuses to give up
Overfilling my cup
So willing to corrupt
I dissolve
I feel I'm losing touch
With my reality and such
But it doesn't care very much
I won't be absolved.
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Happy Musings of my Inner Critic
PoetryI am on whole a very positive person. Most people who know would tend to agree. However, I have a little secret. I tend to argue, fight, and pout just about everyday with that little voice we all have in our heads. I refuse to be defeated by said an...
