It's been a year
I still have no mind
I still don't think
For thinking is my downfall
My thoughts
Are poison
To my success
For they pull me off course
And push me into the abyss
I want to think
But i can not
For i've built a prison
That keeps me stuck
in this empty mind of mine
I tell myself can try to
not be impulsive
And not be indecisive
But i can't
For i never learn
Ive restarted my mind but
My thoughts
are useless
and unoriginal
And self deprecating
But they are still there
For i want to think
I do not understand
The thoughts entering my head
They tell me to shut up
To look pretty
And to blend it at the same time
These thoughts do not sound like me
Like the me before i stopped thinking
For these thoughts
Are not mine
It was never me
It was all of the people
Who judged me
And imposed their thoughts on me
Until they became my own
For the longest time
I was mindless
With no thought
For i believed thought was my weakness
Keeping me from perfection
When thought returned
They were no longer my own
They seemed perfect
But they had flaws
For nothing is truly perfect
If it takes away your individuality
Now i'm breaking out
Freeing my mind
I'm becoming myself
One again
I am not perfect
And i will never be
For perfection is impossible
Thoughts are finally flowing
And they are my strength
For they are my own
Oct 15, 2017
Oct 15, 2017 at 8:30 PM UTC
It's been a year
I still have no mind
I still don't think
For thinking is my downfall
My thoughts
Are poison
To my success
For they pull me off course
And push me into the abyss
I want to think
But i can not
For i've built a prison
That keeps me stuck
in this empty mind of mine
I tell myself can try to
not be impulsive
And not be indecisive
But i can't
For i never learn
Ive restarted my mind but
My thoughts
are useless
and unoriginal
And self deprecating
But they are still there
For i want to think
I do not understand
The thoughts entering my head
They tell me to shut up
To look pretty
And to blend it at the same time
These thoughts do not sound like me
Like the me before i stopped thinking
For these thoughts
Are not mine
It was never me
It was all of the people
Who judged me
And imposed their thoughts on me
Until they became my own
For the longest time
I was mindless
With no thought
For i believed thought was my weakness
Keeping me from perfection
When thought returned
They were no longer my own
They seemed perfect
But they had flaws
For nothing is truly perfect
If it takes away your individuality
Now i'm breaking out
Freeing my mind
I'm becoming myself
One again
I am not perfect
And i will never be
For perfection is impossible
Thoughts are finally flowing
And they are my strength
For they are my own
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