Inside My Mind Poem by Phil Soar

I'd like to see inside my mind
To see what makes me tick
To find out why I think this way
Without making me sick
I'm sure the cells that build my thoughts
Were mixed up at my birth
And now I'm getting older
All my thoughts turn into mirth

I see the funny side of things
Though some remain quite morbid
I've written about many things
Since I was just a small kid
And like my ruling planet
And the way it feeds my brain
It can't be coincidence can it
That me life's a constant drain

I flush away so many thoughts
And stay quite open-minded
I welcome everyone I meet
And sometimes I get blinded
I like to try and see the best
In all who pass me by
But as I meet so many folk
It's hard to reason why

So if I travelled through my mind
I'm sure there would be dangers
Waiting in my open mind
Like thoughtless little strangers
And As I take that journey
Through the things that haunt my brain
I guess I'd take a part of it
And start over again