Do you ever just lie there thinking?

You don't know why or what about sometimes

it's just a reflection of thoughts

about someone, your life, the atmosphere

how you treat people


you just lie there unable to sleep

tossing and turning

your mind– rolling, rushing

That voice in your head, a constant rambling

A mystery, yet you are unable to speak.


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