Thoughts pile up and disappear
So quickly, I don’t know what
I’m missing, I open my mouth
And out comes something
Different. I overcompensate
In desire to be understood,
Insisting all in the process.
Sometimes I don’t know
What I mean to say.

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The Secret Life of Thought
PoesíaSometimes we don't say a word because our mind is too full of them. These pages hold just a few of those.
Social Butterfly
Thoughts pile up and disappear
So quickly, I don’t know what
I’m missing, I open my mouth
And out comes something
Different. I overcompensate
In desire to be understood,
Insisting all in the process.
Sometimes I don’t know
What I mean to say.