The Locked Mind
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The Locked Mind
They don’t really see me,
Only my vulnerability,
They look for a way to attack,
A way to take me down,
Find a way to make me drown.
They don’t really see me,
Only a bee,
Helplessly buzzing its way around,
They want to stop my buzz,
To make themselves all the fuss.
They don’t really see me,
The true me locked with a key,
I hide my emotions and my weaknesses,
So I say for certain,
Pay no attention to the man behind the curtain.
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