Mind Free
Writing is apart of me
It takes me away like an arteria
I believe in the lord and realize a great mind was the start of me,
I close my eyes and Imagine,
Why I have so much passion?
Why am I addicted to the dream with these lights flashing
Invest so much time into it now my stock is crashing
Thought money was everything
Only God is everlasting
Working all day so I am a slave
I lost my ethusiasm
All I want out of life is Money, Cars, and the latest fashion
Anixiety and obession
Focused on these worldly possesions
How can I live happy
Constantly stressing
Suicidal thoughts what a terrible sign
Lost the true meaning of love
Now its time to unwine
With my eyes open now
And my mind flowing now
Its time to shine like the sun
Can't get lost in the clouds
I write because I see
I write because its me
I write cause my beliefs can't be
Taken from me
I don't focus on what the media pleas
I don't want my mind controlled
I want my mind free
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