The Locked Mind

Thu, 11/06/2014 - 20:21 -- Jaimyk


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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