Just Stuff
Always thinking
But never knowing
Constantly sinking
And never glowing
Feeling kind of different
Eating pancakes
Becoming diffident
Jumping into freezing cold lakes
Where did all the good things go
Im ready to break
My mind is what i need to slow
Or it's my world that will shake
I find my peace in poetry
I find it in what i write
Like a lumberjack tearing down a tree
Its what's right
So then what's wrong
Will it ever be done
It has been too long
Staring into the sun
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