The thoughts in my mind are set ablaze
And forever challenging the reasons for my ways.
I try to analyze the detours in my brain and still I'm led astray, with objects in the way.
I'm running in circles around my mental reflection
And watch ideas being picked with careless selection.
The constant changing is boosting my mental capacity
but its wearing me down with its infinite tenacity to constantly fit in.
My brain wants to give in. It's sitting on the doorstep of the world and it's sin.
The world has set ablaze a beautiful flower
And yet God has shown my mind his awesome power.
The thoughts in my mind are being framed
And it's cradling back and forth dressed in all its shame.
I try to hustle my way out of this game.
No matter what I do, the situation remains the same.
My mind is my haven. Right now it wants to cave in.
It's hiding behind the closet cause really it is craven.
The thoughts in my mind is a reflection of me
But they are hidden far away for no one else to see.