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State of mind
This is how it all began, I wondered what to do
though it was getting late again, I didn't have a clue
I started speaking to my mind, what kind of man are you?
I said well not the average kind, and knowing this was true
I started writing down my thoughts, and came to this conclusion:
whatever you say to yourself is merely an illusion
When people want to brighten up, they often need a plan
they have their good friends cheer them up, try anything they can
but do good words from anyone make you more a man?
You can speak to your own brain, and try to talk things right
struggle 'till you go insane, but why put up a fight?
Let go of your emotion, you need to share the pain
can't live life in slow-motion, can't do it all again
So put your past behind you, and pick up where you left
you have a life in front of you, so it would be a theft
if that life were swept away, stolen by the past
who cares about past anyway, most things don't even last...........