National Historical Park Pennsylvania
July 16, 2013
My mind has no cover. Because I'm a wonder. Outside of a realm that isn't my mind. Do you see? Nothing is nothing because I am nothing but a mindless, mindful verse. A lyric with nothing but words. A hateful body with nothing but a wondering soul. Because I don't want to be here, in this town, on this planet. But I do. Do you see? My mind is a disaster. Filled with things I meant to say but didn't mean, filled with fake apologies. My mind is a backlight for my soul because my mind has no cover, no make up, no shade. It goes a mile a minute, but I can't think of a single thing to say when something is brought to me. Do you see? I have nothing but lies because I think first about what I am going to say to cover up my words with others. I'm a wolf in sheep's clothing, trying to fool you because I think you're stupid. But, I'm not a wolf. I'm the victim of my own mind. I'm not a wonder. I'm a downer in my own mind. Do you see? Because I don't.
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