My mind is a scary place to be
Odd thoughts and points of view that many will never get the chance to see
I often must stop myself from opening my mouth
And let all my thinkings come spewing out
Often I am simply categorized as the quiet child
When my mind has so many words rushing around it's wild
I know that my mind is mine, and mine alone
And because of this I view it as my safe zone
It's a place where I can think what I please
A place where only I hold the keys.
So many things that only belong to me
My mind is my happy place, you see.