OVERTHINKING, A Poem by Anu
My mind is an on and off switch,
only thinks about certain things until it's starts to glitch.
Control of my thoughts is what I lack the most,
trying to understand if I will ever come close.
Negatives do nothing but cloud my judgement
and portray's the journey to happiness as a box of solidarity confinement.
There isn't much to think about when life's a bunch of gray space,
and all my mind does is chase, chase, and chase.
Will I find happiness is a constant question,
searching for answers is my only obsession.
Looking at my past brings me much ease,
but remembering the reason I am no longer there causes me to freeze.
What is out of my hands is not my priority,
but that doesn't stop my mind from thinking it has some type of authority.
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