The mind

A place full of many things
Not easy to read 
Are see between
The mind
Holds the past, present,
Memories
Its like an ocean full of 
Mindful things
Full of dreams
Flows like the river streams
The mind
Pass time thinking 
Cant feel 
But can be weak
Our minds
Some play with 
Taken to another state of mind
Trying to find what hides 
What lay between our eyes
Not letting you in
Many filled with sin
Some lost searching
Trap within
The mind.