Thoughts Poem by Star lynn

I thought about what my future must hold,
but then I realized what my thoughts really were.
Maybe living in the moment
is what changes the future.

That's what's so crazy about wondering
what the future will be.

It's like asking,
if I were getting drunk,
would it be whiskey or wine?

Starting what I thought I couldn't be,
but still daring to dream about it.

Or learning about the worst thing imaginable,
maybe letting it lead you downhill,
until your mind begins to whirl.

The future is strange like that
built from thoughts,
from moments,
from the things we choose