Thinking Again

Thinking Again

I’ve been thinking,
Always thinking

Thoughts of life
Thoughts of people
Thoughts of myself

And it seems that every time
I come up with a new thought
It leaves me blank
Not really knowing what to believe

About life
About people
About myself

Well that isn’t a surprise
Because I am my own mystery
Lost and confused about what to do

With my life
With my people
With myself

Well I ever make up my mind
About my life

Well I ever be seen differently
By people

Well I ever, or shall I never
Find myself

*~Carlie~* <3