You Only Write Once Scholarship Slam.
The Mind of Me, is so restrained.
My imagination must be contained
Living in this dream world that I see
What I would give to have someone next to me
To share my madness, and my day dreaming
See her slow smile crack, beaming
The Mind of Me is strong
I fight to change tomorrow
For today is long gone
I live for no one, my time not borrowed
To change the world, I choose never to follow
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