A Mind Like Mine


The mind is a beautiful thing;

So many nuerons racing every moment,

Yet only a few minds think beyond requirement.


You have a mind,

Your mom has a mind,

Even the unborn will have a mind,

But my mind seems to never stop.


When I wake up,

My mind is already exhausted.

I closed my eyes,

But my mid woke up saw something new.


During the day,

My mind contemplates seven things at once,

I just wish to have one thought at a time.

How does that feel...

to only know one thing at time?


My mind belongs to me,

It can be a challenge sometimes,

But the mind makes us all unique.


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