Your Thoughts Are Your Own
You read these words
As if they mean nothing to you
It doesn’t matter
You have no clue
Though you can judge all you want
It won’t matter at all
Because despite what you say
I’ll try to stand tall
Laugh all you want
Think of me different
Say some bad words
I’ll act incoherent
Because my words are my words
While my thoughts are mine alone
But because this is getting long
I’ll try not to drone
So you’ve seen what you’ve seen
Pretend it’s written in stone
I really don’t care
Your thoughts are your own
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