We open our minds
on our downest moments
We wish for better
or we wish to not exist
Your mind is a powerful tool
Use it for good
and stare in wonder
Mind games can control you
Substances will damage it
Your moral and confidence
will slowly disappear
Your mind will feed on negative things
You'll feel sad and lonely
and what ever depression brings
Your mind could hold memories
of yesterday and tomorrow
It's the best thing you have
So make sure you use it
Because one day
You're gonna lose it.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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