Thinking

Sometimes I feel that life is just a dream

That sometimes, I'll wake up and I can start over

My brain gets fuzzy and my mind, hazy

I have so many thoughts that go by

In a flash, I forget

I am out of my body

Not in control

My actions, my thoughts

They're somebody else's

Will I ever figure things out

Or will I be forced to keep thinking of the past

Which just wears me out to my breaking point?