I often use my mind control
to slowly make a pencil roll
and when I really concentrate
I can break a dinner plate
sometimes I spend my afternoons
just sitting here bending spoons
or sometimes I will use my mind
to make a ball of string unwind
but I have no power over you
can’t control the things you do
if I could I think you might
be staying here with me tonight
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
You're one of a kind.This rules.