Seeds

on

Behind my eyelids, you’ll find the truth,

waves of sadness, to follow through.

My brain is not wired the same,

sometimes I even forget my name.

 

Behind my eyelids, there’s a whole world,

which I built word by word.

Evil monsters may come and go,

but among those there are unicorns.

 

Behind my eyelids, you’ll never know,

how difficult it is to sow.

Everyday I plant my seeds,

empty my mind so my body heals.

 

 

 

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