Overthinker
Yes I Admit I Am An Overthinker
Things Were Complicated And I Was A Tinker
I Was Fed Up Of Those Darkest Days
That Ruined My Harvest In All The Ways
I Also Admit I Wasted A Lot Of Time
In Useless Things That Were At Prime
But Now Movies And Shows All I Discard
For Me It Is All Like A Big Junkyard
Because The Reality Of Life Hits Me Hard.
I Was Amazing At Imaging Fake Scenario
That Started From A Fish And Ended At Lake Ontario
Since I Was Lost In Deep Imagination
My Soul Was Full Of Dissatisfaction
Comparing Best Outcome, With A New Possible Outcome
This Cycle Continues Without Any Fragmentation
Sporadically I Used To Hold One Thought,
A Random Thought That I Never Sought
That Used To Grind My Peaceful Mind
And Make Me Feel A Little Distraught.
I Became Too Much Lazy To Respond
In This Disease Of Over-Scrutiny
I Achieved Nothing But Lost Many Good Bonds
But Now I Am Trying To Change Myself
Seeking Deep Inside And Find Oneself
Who Was Once Passionated And Addicted
Towards His Hobby And Career Goals.
Copyright © Mihir Vyas | Year Posted 2022
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