My Thoughts Speak For Themselves Poem by Cora Lee
My Thoughts Speak For Themselves
My mind is left on empty,
my soul comes along just for the ride
no matter how many times i fight it
it's something I can not hide.
My eyes they fill with violance,
while my hands they rest at ease
no matter how hard I try to break out
I'm still not walking free.
My life it seems so pointless
as I ponder what I've done
no matter what I don't deserve this
my thoughts, of course, they've won...
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