In my head
I'll tell you
The deepest secrets I possess
How the colour of the rainbow is biased

In my head
I'll show you
The awesome things I want to do
The skyscraper I'm building, for you

In my head
I'll whisper
A song familiar,
one whose tune you'll never hear
With a drop so deep
Each pulse, another beat

An amalgam of thoughts
So arranged
That it makes no sense
Is what my mind looks like
In essence.

Colours I see
Wrap it up into a tree
And give it to you for eternity
For, In my head
I have plenty to give
and plenty to see..