Thoughts Acute

I ain’t got time

playing games with you.

I ain’t got no time for

sharing thoughts of blue.

 

I’ve lost my mind

running circles today.

I’ll find it fine

does it have to be this way?

 

I ain’t got much time

sitting blank in this room.

I ain’t got any time

can I just play a tune?

 

I cannot stress enough

I wish it wouldn’t be this way.

Every morning I wake up

god help me through today.

 

For heaven is a sacred place

hell is for some too.

I desire something much greater

a state of absolute

 

Absolute peace

Absolute freedom

From my mind of course.

Something, something worth breathing.

 

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