You live your ordinary life,
You don't let yourself to slide.
Sometimes you want to break the glass
And see if there is any chance
To beat the fire with the wood,
To smile when you aren't in mood,
To have the guts and to be brave,
To face the danger every day.
You see, your perfect little world
Is so vulnerably soft,
And any needle is enough
To make you cry and others laugh.
You see, the prison in your mind
Contains demons of all kinds,
And if they want to break away...
Guards join demons every day.
Your skin must grow so thick,
Your mind must learn the need to stick,
Your body must reject itself,
Your will to power must manifest.
Your skin will learn the cold ways,
Your mind will expand its space,
Your body always will withstand,
Your will to power will command
Meditation
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