Packing My Mind
I sleep without rest,
Eat without fill,
Drink with no satisfaction,
I look at the world I have but do not see it as my own,
My love,
My body,
My home,
For none are mine,
I am but a supplement to the world,
Another face,
Another heart,
Another soul,
To love and hold or crush and kill,
I take charge of my own life,
But it is not I who really control,
It's others that give me reason,
Make me rational,
Make me strong,
Make me yours,
While I sit back and see what drink for me life pours.
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