All in Mind
It's all in my mind to judge who is mean and who is kind sometimes it takes one meeting sometimes it takes nine. Sometimes in my mind, my day is very great sometimes it to end I can not simply wait my mind at times gives all credit to me sometimes it all together blames to my fate It's my mind only that sees glass half full at times it is rebel and at times it follow every rule sometimes it takes pride to call itself modern sometimes it confesses that it is old school My mind is a great tool, it always protects me it imagines many things in whatever I see I hope I remember not to get stuck in its world To see things as they are, to set it open and free