Without My Mind
The only thing,
that I need in this world,
is me.
My mind,
my thoughts,
my feelings,
my knowledge.
Without it, I am not alive.
I couldn't reminisce about happy days,
or imagine what it would be like to be held in their arms one last time,
I wouldn't be alive,
without my mind
Yet sometimes, I may wish my mind weren't there.
when the hopelessness hits,
and the sadness and lonliness
But I wouldn't be alive,
without my mind.
My mind is what makes me human,
and I wouldn't ever want to live without it.
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