Thinking

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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.

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