My Mind


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.


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