My mind is a mess

If my mind was a book,
nobody can read it.

If my mind was a forest
nobody can see it.

If my mind was a room,
nobody can clean it.

My mind is a mess,
nobody can read it.
My mind is a mess,
nobody can see it.
My mind is a mess,
Nobody can clean it!

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Alisa Beudeker

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17-04-2009

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