Vague As Maybe
Let me slow down collect my thoughts
Racing a non existent clock
Let me slow down collect my thoughts
Racing a non existent clock
But I pretend its not
I believe my thoughts have purpose
To whom I’m not sure but purpose nonetheless
So I think & think & think & think
I never sleep
Never rest
I day dream @ best
Slide through the motions
The daily stress
Yes, no?
That’s me
Vague @ best.
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