I Don't Mind

I have often been asked why I write
and the answer is simply because I can't type
my mind thinks it has a mind of its own

it works in the abstract
it doesn't care
if it's fantasy or fact

sometimes my mind
I can't find

it goes on vacation
for some duration

people say
that I've lost my mind
the lost and found
takes up a lot of my time

some people see
the glass as half-full
others half empty
but all I see is a glass
that doesn't know what it wants to be

When people say to me goodbye I say why?
to me a good buy is
when you buy two
and get the third one free

All my corners are rounded
a dazed maze that's confounded
but often my mind is being kind and so I write
as long as my mind Don't mind