I've started to think happy thoughts,
Look at my mind as a white room as the pain of regret should
be minimal.
I stand alone and face the grand size of the mansion of my
mind.
My mind looks through two window panes to allow me to
construct thought.
The heart is where the home is, so my loves lost deep within
my minds maze.
The garden of creation, do I think too much or is there more
to be thought.
I don't think I
possess the ability to access some parts of my brain.
I view myself as having house of knowledge, but you stand
outside and think the house is a derelict abode.
How wrong, why not step in as the facade hides what lies
beneath
Remember as one door closes another opens
Don't dwell on the short comings, as there is a long road
ahead.
I rather take my house with me and rise up in the clouds of
my imagination...
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