Maker of Me

Mon, 08/18/2014 - 13:06 -- abibb4

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As I close my eyes

My feet make the movement

You can’t hypnotize

 

My mind is the maker

I have players and rules

I keep to myself

So I can’t make a fool

 

I won’t judge anyone

Like the neighbor next door

Or the man in the office

Constantly pacing the floor

 

If I open my mouth

I might speak out of place

But if I stand back

I won’t finish the race

 

My mind is the maker

I won’t be alarmed  

Cause out from the curtain

I cannot be harmed 

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