My Mind
My mind is my gift
I use it everyday
From making good decisions
To deciding what videogame to play
Though being on Honor Roll
and seeing the world in a diffrent way
Doesn't stop me from finding Judgement
In the eyes of act as extras in my play
I can't stop thinking who is looking and laughing
Everything I do is being judged by those around
Sit up straight my mind tells me
Be quiet just blend in
Nobody will respect the person you really have within
But I know my mind is wrong
No once cares what they see
People just want to interact with you and with me
My mind is a definence it tells me to stop
But if I could change my mind
I would without second thought
I still want to be smart and funny too
Just need it to shut up
So that i can be myself around you
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