There's too many things.
Too many bright ideas.
Too many answers.
There's too much.
A girl lives inside her head.
Thinking of all these things.
Wondering what her purpose is.
Her mind spins and spins.
Round and round.
It's all processing to fast.
She's fifteen.
Knows too much and and can't stop it.
She's seen it all.
Her mind revolves around this thing.
People call her crazy.
They call her names.
If only they've known too much.
Just like her.
                                                                                                                               To soon.