the mind
A home where there can be laughter, happiness, joy excitement,
but can also be a shelter for depression, anger, envy and resentment.
A location for secrets, a place for thoughts,
a setting for everything we are taught.
Feeling develop they come and go, confusion is set to yes or no.
It may wonder, and even stray but your mind is still a significant place.
it can not be read like an open book, others eyes are open but they cant just look, inside your mind is a sacred place.
only you can reveal these thoughts, but there's still things that wont be resolved. The mind, the mind my mind.
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