Deceptive dreams

I write to the rhythmĀ
I write to the rhymeĀ
Iām trapped in a prisonĀ
The prison of my mindĀ
People donāt understand the pain of the one The many are thought to be from the same gun , people are unique just like there demons fears restrainĀ without no reason, the heart betrays like emotional treasonĀ
Life is deceptive itās up and itās downĀ
The good times are good until brought right down , the mind is a menace understood by few , limitless bars ,help is no use , itās fight or itās flight no other choice, choose it wisely and rejoice

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