The curse of an Intricate mind

Its just a matter of time


You can look, but you cant see

The more you go deep, the more baffled you’ll be

Its just a matter of time

My thoughts will break free

But now they’re caged deep within

Crumpled papers in a rusty bin

Burned edges, smokey seams

The threads of thoughts scream

Shredding, dripping waxy sculpture of forgotten thoughts and their

coffee odor

The aroma engulfing them, leaving traces of memories around the hem

Break it, shatter in to pieces

Still the mirror will reflect their thesis

Telling their stories and their theories

I am trying to explain but do my words make u confused instead?

Just wait till you get in to my head


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