It only takes a word
for a track to shift its gear.
To change a vision to be a stranger's.
To clasp a mind out of trembling hands.
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A mind is a thing of fuzz.
Softly weaved by other's touch.
And when it's afraid of the manipulation,
It shrinks till it can't be reached.
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How to own what's controlled by outsiders?
How to call a choice my own?
How to be something of my dreams
that wasn't formed by a peek into yesterday?
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What's a thought if it's not from individuality?
What's a brain if it's not controlled?
What's a move if it's not from desire?
What's a decision if it's not chosen through choice?
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How to control what's rigtfully mine?
How to be strong enough to fight for rulership?
How to find what's inside and ride with it?
How to allow other's words to be, but not overtake?
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[blurry image] Blue eyes. Blonde hair. Female. Pale. Chubby. Last seen wearing a tanktop, shorts, fishnets, and boots. * This individual previously reported missing has again been classified as unaccounted for. * This marks the fifth occurrence within three months. * The subject was last observed standing where they were instructed to stand, answering to their name, [REDACTED], doing what they were told. * Members of the public are reminded that prior recoveries do not indicated resolution. If the individual is encountered, do not assume familiarity implies safety. Do not attempt prolonged conversation. Do not offer transport. * Report any sightings. * -Missing Persons Notice
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How to own what's controlled by outsiders?- what a question. Great poem. Like always 😉
Wow! So relatable questions. It’s so hard to think on our own, especially when others constantly give their opinions about your life decisions.