Your Mind
Why the method? Why the hiding?
Was it something I was not abiding?
I am lost and a little bit unsure.
What kind of animal makes me endure?
I am not your enemy. How could you believe such lies?
At the bottom of your heart is it truly me you despise?
I count the days 'till this is all left behind.
But it's hard to live without knowing your mind.
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