My mind has never been mine,
Just a box in my head, filled with other peoples thoughts on what i should be
A void that i have no control over.
My mind is not mine its yours
Your mind is not yours its theirs.
Our minds have never been ours, it belongs to the world.
Outsiders.
People. Strange people.
If i cant have my mind to myself,
Where do my thoughts go?
Oct 15, 2025
Oct 15, 2025 at 10:17 AM UTC
My mind has never been mine,
Just a box in my head, filled with other peoples thoughts on what i should be
A void that i have no control over.
My mind is not mine its yours
Your mind is not yours its theirs.
Our minds have never been ours, it belongs to the world.
Outsiders.
People. Strange people.
If i cant have my mind to myself,
Where do my thoughts go?
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