My mind twists and turns at night..
With words craving to rhyme.
They form themselves in a sentence.
They make me take a note
and a pretend .
that i am the one having the upper hand
but its the other way around
they tell me so
They tell me if i wont write them down
they will leave me and go
Its funny
i know
Mar 8, 2014
Mar 8, 2014 at 11:34 AM UTC
My mind twists and turns at night..
With words craving to rhyme.
They form themselves in a sentence.
They make me take a note
and a pretend .
that i am the one having the upper hand
but its the other way around
they tell me so
They tell me if i wont write them down
they will leave me and go
Its funny
i know
Night rhymes with write
Because its the night that makes things alright
But how can i stop the sight
Of my mind whirling words all night..