Inside Myself
Sometimes I hide inside myself.There's only me and no one else.
It's quiet, peaceful, happy, and sad,
sometimes when I'm there, I go quite mad.
Sometimes I turn my inside out,
a crazy place of noise and shout.
Where I can let my thoughts run wild,
yell and scream like a little child.
Inside myself I am so free, to be
whoever, whatever, I want to be.
This place is mine and mine alone,
sometimes hell, sometimes home.
Sometimes I go there for solitude,
only, to treat myself as rude.
Inside myself there are no lies,
for in this place, only truth resides.
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