My mind is playing like a broken record
I cannot turn it off
Even when I am sound asleep
I am still thinking thoughts
When I wake they are there to play
Waiting impatiently
They hate to stay
In one place
So they come and bother me
Like a nagging child
Getting me riled
Taking me from peace
When I dream they begin to scream
It’s a nightmare in reality
This is VERY good. I can relate tho this, as im sure many others can too!
wow thats really cool! ! ! :) good job :)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
i can relate to a day when i felt like this. good poem. :)