Wishful Thinking Poem by Erick Horning

I have to many dreams and to many thoughts.
And too many memories with to many parts.
Dreaming to much of a girl I knew.
Thinking to much and just of you.
My mind is lost and too full to.
Of questions to myself only of you.

Theres to much wishful thinking going around in my head.
Sunday through saturday and especially when im in bed.
I dont want to awake because i'm happy, when dreaming of a world that is too easy. Now i wake up damn my wishful thinking.

I have too many mornings with too many thoughts and too many dreams with to which i never want. I ride my bike down the road hoping to rid my minds load. To stun the memories that make me sick, not because there bad just that i miss it. My mind just cant relax and i wish that i could turn back.

But those days are long gone now but then i think was there a way to get to you. Damn my wishful thinking