Sometimes, they are pulling me down
And I forgot my crown
To show I’m the master of my thoughts
So I’m not, I guess,
But how should I know in that mess
Of thoughts?
Sometimes they are cheering me up
So I can’t stop smiling
And I keep finding
Only good things in my environment
Which I can’t comprehend
My thoughts are like a government
That’s changing its mind
Like some girls their clothes
Just to find
The perfect outfit,
But in this case the outfits
Are my emotions, my feelings
And I’d like to have a slow-motion of it
To be able to deal with the mood swings
YOU ARE READING
An Ocean of Thoughts
Poetrywords I had to get rid off transformed into poems and a few I had to write for school 🔹most English 🔸some German Please don't take it too seriously. Thanks. :)
