A mind like mine is to complex, it’s hard to explain. A mind like mine feels like it’s drifted off, far into space. A mind like mine doesn’t see, it observes. A mind like mine doesn’t make a sound, it wouldn’t dare to speak. A mind like mine is kind to others, but not nearly as kind to me. A mind like mine isn’t alone, but it feels lonely too often. A mind like mine doesn’t want to die, it just wants to escape the pain. So, a mind like mine draws the line. A mind like mine knows they don’t see the signs.
