Your mind is a battlefield full of dark,
It’s not a smooth ride or a walk in the park,
It’s a painful ride and a emotion run,
Despite the beauty and the shining sun,
It’s full of baggage I can’t let go,
Its all the yes’s when I wanted to say no,
All the agony I tried to hide away,
and all the people I let go when I wanted them
To stay,
A journey of miles and miles from home ,
Freedom , yet your stuck in a dome,
Weak yet you keep walking fast,
Future yet your still in the past,
Tears yet it looks like rain,
Sanity behind the pain.
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