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Dec 2013
Who am I inside my own mind?
Deep inside the answer lies
I’m not sure what I’ll find
In the confines of my head

Throw away what’s fake
Forgive my mistakes

As I walk down this crooked street
It seems to narrow for me
My ego and my id
The infants and the old
Dividing house and home
Broaden my perception

I see more than what’s here
At last visions clear
Joy out weights my fears
Not everything’s black and white
No words for what I’ve seen
It’s all mine, it’s me

There’s always something more
Look further and examine
Find the truth, toss out the lies
And just enjoy your life

Take the blue or take the red
Take a trip inside your head
Are we living, living dead
Right is wrong and left is right
Yell and scream day is night
Beauty so serene

Hello goodbye nowhere somewhere
Going at your own pace, see the signs
The answers almost there
So clear
So near
My dear
Tommy Johnson
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Tommy Johnson  New Jersey
(New Jersey)   
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