The mind is a terrible place to be
Sometimes it will
never let you be free
It owns you,bends you
shapes you
into what you are to be
Your memories fade away
like leaves on a tree
It controls your every feelings
and hopes to be
So let me go
so i can be forever free
Comments
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I really like this poem of yours. You are right about the mind. Sometimes I feel that my mind is my biggest 'enemy' in life. It create often more problems than it solves - at least mine does.
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I think its a good poem
No one reads my poems anyway.The only way u can win anything on here is to have a lot of friends to vote for u.I don't have any friends.Thats not a way to run a contest either.The more friends u have the better chance u have to win...This site is for kids.

