Look Beyond the Curtain
The human mind is fascinating
It is filled thoughts of exaggeration
To each their own are thoughts alone
For dreams and emotions it is a home
But with a home a basement lay
Monsters deep down that wait the day
To rise to the surface, and free themselves
To ruin the home where the happy thoughts dwell
Do we fight those monsters or let them thrive
Should we end their lives or leave them alive
This is the mind of a troubled soul, one abused and scorned
We think rotten of them but have been warned
Warned through false tears and fake smiles
So broad and obvious and seen for miles
If only we listened and acted with haste
Before the mind had been marked as waste
It is time we help and heal those hurting
It is time we look beyond the curtain
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