My Thoughts
So many things swimming in my head that sometimes I feel as if I'm being mislead by my own mind so many times I've fallen behind because the thoughts in my mind has my body in a state of rewind so many times my eyes has been blind to the answers that I seek at times my mind gets weak because my thoughts leak past my consciousness with no time to sit back and reminisce I begin to wish that my thoughts would cease and release me from my constant struggle to comprehend that plague my soul sometimes I wonder if I will grow old holding onto my deepest thoughts it's like no one hears my cry for help but then again no one can relate to the fact that my mind is struggling with its owner so that I can see clearer but perhaps I could just be overthinking because sometimes my strongest asset can be my weakest link it seems with every blink of my eye my mind flashes me with parts of my life I've never seen it's like I'm dreaming but my eyes aren't closed and it's in these moments that my brain exposes me to truths I was never told I hold a unique sense of self that many may never hold with a goal of perfection my control is sincere and heart remains clear
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