Involving so much clutter, unorganized information just floating around I go to write but my actions always stutter, I’ll change when I put procrastinating down The feeling of the thought of I don’t care The feeling of the thought of I’m okay The feeling of the thought of I can’t or I can Every thought comes with a feeling Some of no feeling yet even no feeling is a feeling itself My mind feels open, wild, & free just waiting to share My heart tries to connect with my cerebral but my mind scares it away The leaves never still, with the wind making them obey The insects never stop moving, some with one and some without a plan Everything’s here for something whether it’s eaten away or here for eating Think of it as you must or don’t think and leave it well The feelings will come when you think at all Involving so much clutter, unorganized information just floating around I go to write but my actions always stutter, I’ll change when I put procrastinating down