Who are you when no one is watching?
Who am I with no one peeping me?
What would I say when no one is listening?
is anyone listening
who am I
when I don’t crave your attention
what visions would I see
am I really me?
Or am I who you want me to be
but how can I be me
with all these eyes watching me
desiring me to be
what they want me to be
How am I free to be who I want to be,
if you keep asking me
to be him || to be her
how do I know the voices in my head are actually mine
something that is truly one of a kind.
sometimes I wish I could leave my mind behind,
but then I will be open from behind.
Bottom line, I need my mind || so how do I make it mine?
how do I master me if I do not know what me is.
and they say I live in the land of the free? really? me? free? Ha ha
so what’s it going to be;
Anarchy? Harmony? For all eternity me... we.... free....
what’s it gonna be young gods?
what’s it gonna be?
to be free for all eternity
what’s it going to be?
I make plans knowing they may not go exactly, according to plan however, plans are great
they give the mind direction || zeal for action
how do you tame the mind || without turning it off
how did I make it mine... you wonder...
put it to work, feed it purpose
feed it a || why
that matters to the heart
for the mind is an excellent slave but a terrible master
I assure you the heart is it’s only master
listen to her
listen to your heart
then you can mine, your mind, for all it’s treasures