My mind is a wash
With many a thought
Bad and good
But can’t be caught
Thoughts sometimes
Like a runaway train
Chemicals bouncing
Around in my brain.
Everything inert
Everything inane
Im trying to play
A thoughtful game
But when your on
That runaway train
Play the game
Or go frigging
Insane.
Catch a falling thought
And put in your pocket
Never let it fade away
Stick ******* in a
Electric socket
And you will pass away.
Just a thought.