Thinking
I think I think too much,
It's the big thoughts I wish would hush.
I think I need to let these things out,
In my brain they prance about.
They tickle and prick,
Making me feel rather fickle and sick.
I think I think too often,
My brain will soon be softened.
It's rather annoying,
The things my thoughts are imploying.
They mess with my head,
When I try to go to bed.
They don't let me sleep,
Sleep is a treat.
The thoughts that I have,
Are not always bad.
They are always there though,
Even when I beg them to go.
I wish they would leave me alone sometimes,
Enough with these foolish rhymes.
I don't think people think like I think,
My brain needs a cool drink.
But as long as my heart beats,
My brain is going to think.