My Mind

Poetry

My mind is unique and it’s my own. Just because you question my ability to think, Just because I don’t think as they or you. Doesn’t mean that my mind is any less perfect. My mind is a gift from God. It’s not a present that you can un-wrap or re-program.Yes, your word alter my thinking, causing me to doubt myself. Yes, your words may hurt and make me cry. Yes, your words may cause me to lose more than I gain. Yes, your words my may make me question my existence.

But at the end of the day, my mind is mine and God’s. I renew my thoughts and cast down your cruel intent before they reach my soul. So, continue your efforts to drive me up the wall I’ll be hanging from the ceiling with you hanging right next to me

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