poem is called Stray thoughts
Some days you're head feels like a door without a screen--it feels like nothingis going where it belongs
some days you crave to be in complete silence like a drug--its just like a lovers embrace for some reason it makes you're week better
stray thoughts are like people talking about you behind you're back and you knowing about it ----like it or hate it you really cant do anything to stop it you just have to deal with it
stray thoughts are like decorating for christmas in october---some people get it some dont but it dosent effect you
stray thoughts are like a deer crosing sighn in the middle of nowhere in the dark of night---if you think about it to much you will get paranoid and it will drive you crazy
learn to weather the storm and never give up stray thoughts are part of life
DMR
