I sit in my room,
Look at the time.
1:25 it reads,
The minutes tic by.
Melancholy thoughts,
Whistle through my head.
No notion finished,
Or put to rest.
The mind is a maze,
In it’s endless wonders.
Thoughts change,
As time turns,
Then comes to a halt,
Dead end stop.
What’s my thought?
For I forgot,
About an hour ago.
2:29 it reads,
The minutes tic by.
Melancholy thoughts,
Whistle through my head.
No notion finished,
Or put to rest.
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