Thoughts run continually thrown my unwinding mind.......
I don’t understand where they’re coming form......
One minute I’m thinking about cats and dogs...
Next’s I’m thinking of thugs and drugs.....
Thought......
Palling up higher and higher, but I’m to afraid of what I an going to be face with next....
So I turn over and say that I will get to it later....
Then I realized that my thought were dreams.......
But, i wont' let those dreams become a reality....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem