Busy Mind
I sit here and write
in my book tonight
Wonder why others
have everything right
I wonder about things
i have no control
My minds always going
it does nothing slow
Day till night
i find things to do
And never stop
till I'm faithfully through
The stress of life
can be redefined
Just for a moment
give it some time.
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