Closed I’ve been in my own mind,
I’ve lost the sense of being kind;
I forgot the time I’ve been awake,
I just revolve for goodness’ sake.
The words are blind for me to see
The black and white of being free;
Pure the dirt I clear within
Empty the senses in shells of skin.
Too long asleep in my own dream,
Caught between world and self-esteem;
Don’t pity me, you’re dreaming too –
Those who awake alive are few!
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