Too Much Thoughts
It keeps me up all night.
I don't know what -
I don't know why.
*
Buzzing around my ears,
closed eyes - but inside wide open.
tossing and turning on my bed,
my roommate thinking what the hell,
I don't know what to do now,
I'm tangled in the yarn.
*
The other day I cried in school
thinking a lot would happen,
thinking a lot would laugh at me,
but they never did.
*
It's like the branches of a tree,
my thoughts -
they're spreading through the skies
but I'm still standing
on the ground.
I've lost my way again,
standing at the tip of this little branch,
about to fall, still dreaming to come back
to the place where it all branched out.
*
Is it real?
is it crazy?
I wonder why.
or could you tell me;
is it real?
is it crazy?
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