Scatter brains.

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Scatter brains.

Is what I am

From the time

I hit the hay

Almost every

Night right

Away.



It?s like

My brain

Starts flips

Through a

Thousand pages

From the time

I hit the

Hay.

I can?t get my brain

To focus on sleep

My mind always

Seems to go

Float away to

Other things

No matter how

Hard I try to

Focus on sweet

Dreams

June 11th 2006

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Ruth Lovejoy's picture

this happens to us all, when it does get up for a while,do something relaxing then go back to bed. Yeah I can relate to this piece..