Tourist in a body

I’m watching from the side lines

Unable to get inside

Body walking around

The eyes seeing opened wide

Fingers touching and entwined

Mind talking loud

Mouth speaking out

Things pass me by

I watch as life flies by

I’m just a tourist Inside this body

a body that doesn’t belong to anybody

I’m a prisoner inside this mind

A mind that wants to pull this body down

Im a tourist with no escape

My mind in a race

Trying too kill my pace

Taking away the happy place

Im not afraid of dying

I’m scared of living

Always a tourist in this body

A prisoner in my mind

I beg for death to take me

So I’m no longer a tourist

Inside a body that isn’t mine

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