I am the sort
Off kilter, off
A bit more than
A little no more
I am told, hope
Than this world
Made me makes me
I am the guy that...
Thoughts trail off
Caught by shinny
Pretty, oooh look!
A puzzle, look
It isn't me but
Wait,.. what?
Inside is too little
This, over full that
Here one minute
Half of one, lost
Busy hands, as if
This cage of skin
Isn't big or entertaining
My idle mind,
Takes me, makes me
Build things broken
Take apart the complicated
Ad if to know this and those
I stay in my head
I'm there at present...
What was my point...
Wait, what?