My mind is a-buzzing
So many thoughts flitting about
Of friendships, love, and life
Each one begging to be let out
But my mind is a prison
And my fear the warden
My thoughts are the prisoners
But I'm the only victim
My thoughts scream,
Set me free to follow my dreams
My fears reply,
What dreams? You belong to me
Oct 7, 2015
Oct 7, 2015 at 11:33 AM UTC
My mind is a-buzzing
So many thoughts flitting about
Of friendships, love, and life
Each one begging to be let out
But my mind is a prison
And my fear the warden
My thoughts are the prisoners
But I'm the only victim
My thoughts scream,
Set me free to follow my dreams
My fears reply,
What dreams? You belong to me
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