So it demands to me. Taking all my concentration. Needing all my confirmation. Shall I say how hard it is? For I am not more than myself. I am me. All thoughts always come to me. Asking to take place in my mind. A lot of things I want to be, But none of them is mine. The list is taking two moons So endless, but not pointless. But that's what makes it even harder. For me, to progress them all at once. Every thoughts have to be considered. Have to be thought and written nicely. This is my Endless Thoughts Of Everything.