When My Mind Begins To Wonder

When my mind begins to wonder My feet began to walk, Ideas hit me like lighting, and my visions as blurry as smeared chalk. Lord knows I’ve been trying to do right and it got me so bored I can shout. I need to get out! But if I do I become another soul lost in the night, Feeling as if things are either too easy or too hard for me to think of change. So I maintain by allowing things to remain the same I know haft of the things I do are wrong, Yet in my mind it’s all part of the game, When my mind begins to wonder it’s on