They creep in silence these tangled thoughts of mine.
Quiet contemplating thoughts and no restriction of time
The what if's and why haven't I's?
They chew you up like a new found obsession
Then spit you out leave you second guessing
Cleanse your mind of all assurance
Build you up then **** your endurance
kind of glad I learned my lesson.
Never let your mind control the weapon
Self doubt
Dec 19, 2014
Dec 19, 2014 at 2:12 PM UTC
They creep in silence these tangled thoughts of mine.
Quiet contemplating thoughts and no restriction of time
The what if's and why haven't I's?
They chew you up like a new found obsession
Then spit you out leave you second guessing
Cleanse your mind of all assurance
Build you up then **** your endurance
kind of glad I learned my lesson.
Never let your mind control the weapon
Self doubt
I wrote this when I struggling between changing my major where I know I could easily get a job (biotechnology) or my dream to be an English major...with full intent to be an English professor. ..we all struggle to write sometimes and I was for my final research essay.. I was overthinking and overwriting and that's how this poem started really...
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