Drowning In the Ocean of Thoughts
Stuck in the mental muck of my own thoughts.
Lost in the maze of my mind in a daze,
Things around appearing as in a haze.
The quicksand pulling me further in with every struggle.
Eventually becoming a vassal of my own thoughts,
Paradoxical for if the thoughts are mine,
Shouldn't I really be the chief?
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