Tools
I've seen you before, it's really no surprise,
you wait for a reaction, but there's no shock in my eyes,
If you think im unfeeling your highly mistaken,
My heart is fighting while the room is shaking,
It's a fight or flight motion, it triggers in time,
It sends signals to gear up, or to let it fly by,
Inside the war is raging, fighting battles to the core,
You cannot remove the weed until you see the root of its source,
The tools you have are inside you, yet the outside cannot see,
The shovel you have that dug out the root that removed that awful weed.
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