Sometimes
I catch myself mid-thought
And realize
That this wasn't something that was taught
My mind spins out of control
Sometimes

Most of the time
I'm obsessive
Yet, I find myself detached
The combination can easily become obtrusive
But I've grown comfortable in it's odd embrace
Most of the time

At all times
I get carried away
With my fascination with all that is new
And all that leaves but that I wish to stay
I'm trying to find a balance
At all times