A Mind Chained

I'm losing more than just my focus now,

Feeling out of sync, or so it seems,

Perhaps it's the earth's rotations,

Stealing away my sweetest dreams.

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Trying hard to find what I deserve,

But losing myself again in these little words,

It starts to feel like an addiction, or so I think,

As I hold these chains and count each little link.

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But I'm not crazy, or at least, so I say,

Spending more time in my head than on display,

And I'm not asking for help, just reassurance pure,

That lines and circles are distinct, and not an obscure blur.

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But once again, I find myself lost in these little words,

But I'll keep searching until my voice is heard.

And a mind chained is set free.