On My Mind
So much on my mind.
No empty space can I find.
Everything keep right on rewind.
Racing and running all the time.
Wish I had a big bottle of wine.
Then everything would seem fine.
Well at least for a short period of this line.
All this sends chills up my spine.
Never had so much on my mind.
Nothing so harsh of this kind.
Has ever had me in such a bind.
Am I really that blind?
Is there a secret I can find?
It’s a mystery I cannot define.
Sitting here with so much on my mind.
Copyright © Jennifer Wallace | Year Posted 2008
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