Wandering
When I look into my thoughts I wander into them The hills and tangled twisting roads The mysterious caves and coves The mountains of emotions The secret basements full of potions My calculating spinning gears Processing sounds from my ears The smells, tastes, feelings, sights and sounds My thoughts in bubbles, bubbles and clouds Rainstorms and rainbows Characters from TV shows Though when someone peeks a glance at me None of that’s there for them to see Continue reading Wandering