A thousand thoughts
A thousand hundred thoughts, Why though am born here to be, What gravest wrong have i done, What more could I have done better. Overwhelmingly flooded by them Each fighting and wanting a place, For itself in this tiny, squeeze mind, Drown in all that's messy and chaotic. While rest is all I search and dreamt, Those that keep me awake all night, If I could place a lid and toss them, Far off to a place I'd never would wander.