Running Free To Think Poem by Willio Etienne

At time feel vex, lost, crazy and perplex mind wondering wat next, thinkin about life in my review trying to get a clear view.. Wat is this in my mind trying to think move, swift and quite frank, curving, shifting, swaying from side to side trying to figure out the element of life inside, is there a space a tunnle lace? eternal face the dept of my soul my hart race for, could there be more then wat lies behide stars in the sky, could there be more to my hart and soul, or is it just me trying to squeez for unseachable dream wit drama and dramatic. Infatuated thinkin habit runnin free to think deep in my thought i like to sink.....