My Many Thoughts
From things that happen,
From things people say,
Thoughts roam my head,
Thoughout the whole day.
Some even in my dreams.
I often wonder what more can
I do.
Just get up and leave.
Has crossed my mind several times.
Would anyone care,
Or even notice?
Copyright © Summer Hackney | Year Posted 2008
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