A mind, it worries about
What goes on inside itself
A mind, can it slow down from thinking so much?
A mind, can it think
As fast as it wants to?
A mind, can it do what it wants to
A mind, it is in a place of silence
Where no one else is allowed to go
It can only run and in circles
Looking for escape from a situation
A mind, it’s tired of thinking things like
Why do I have to think
Why am I being controlled by the one that is in control?
A mind, it can make a list of things to think about,
Like I want to stop thinking—
I don’t understand why I have to think in the first place
A mind, it can think sometimes, forever at a time,
Like it never wants to shut up or shut down.
A mind, can it think too much,
Like it has a mind of its own
Its own pair of eyes to see what is going on around
the prison walls
It is trapped in
It sees no door or windows in sight
It’s captured, surrounded in the middle of nowhere
Where do I go?
What do I do?
What do I say?
A mind, it’s becoming insane
Yelling and screaming in silence
It doesn’t want anyone to hear
A mind, can it stop thinking
While it is sleeping or resting or laying down?
A mind questions its ability:
Am I insane? Can I be quiet?
For once in my lifetime, be still?
A mind, it wants to be happy, and to enjoy being in control
But it can’t
A mind, it thinks whatever you think
Because it is your own.
Remember, it is all about choices.