It's definitely time for bed when you write something like this |
What is the thought of having thoughts When all they do is make you think Think of things you have no interest in That have no relevance to your days experience You would have never had this thought But you decided to rest Then this thought crept into your mind And now you grow tired because you are thinking too much Thinking a thought, that asks a question, that there is no answer to Now here you are tired and worn out All because you wanted to rest But you cannot rest because there is a little monster in your head. Toying with your emotions and driving you crazy If you are wondering what this thought is, I cannot answer you Everybody's thought is different A unique little gem that sits in your brain Waiting to launch it's attack All you wanted was ten good minutes to rest And now you are restless Thinking about nothing and not having an answer for it I decided to write about mine Hoping this would help me think of something else Something more relevant so I can rest But now I have to go I have to answer my brain which is asking me How can you sleep with your eyes open |