An Obsessed Mind

With so much to think about

It barely rests

As time goes on, it thinks about moving on

Should animals go extinct,

This mind filled with thoughts would retreat

As months turn into weeks

This mind tends to get weak

Trouble causes it to lose its ambition

While it tries to find a solution

Everything goes well

Just as the wounds it created swells

A reflection of the past keeps it alert

Fearfully, it remains upset

But when its time to open up to people

It shivers and turns purple

This is what it is


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