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Thoughts swirling, mixing around in my head
How can they be put in order
To make a single whole
Is it even possible
Or will I remain in fragments forever
Bits and pieces here and there
Thoughts such a mess all scattered upon the ground
Swirling and mixing
Can't bring them down
To order and get out what I meant to say
All that comes out is a swirling, mixing mess
So no one understan- say that too much
Some one might understand
Someone might be able to relate
To every dark secret and every morbid thought
The only problem is
I haven't found them ye- say that too much too
All the same thoughts swirling and mixing into a mess
Do I mean different things but say them the same way
Or do I mean the same thing
Just thinking that I haven't gotten though to any one's thick head
I think the problem is me
If I told then I wouldn't be needing to say
The same thing
But if I told
They would give me strange looks and send me to help
And maybe help is what I need
It is doubtful, very much so
So all that is left
To conclude this reflection
Is to simple say it , over and over again
But only to myself
Write it all down
File it out
Put it away
And do it again
You can say it as many times as you like then
Shout it and yell it and scream it out loud
But always, always
File away the swirling, mixing thoughts

Description
Thoughts swirling, mixing around in my head
How can they be put in order
To make a single whole
Is it even possible
Or will I remain in fragments forever
Bits and pieces here and there
Thoughts such a mess all scattered upon the ground
Swirling and mixing
Can't bring them down
To order and get out what I meant to say
All that comes out is a swirling, mixing mess
So no one understan- say that too much
Some one might understand
Someone might be able to relate
To every dark secret and every morbid thought
The only problem is
I haven't found them ye- say that too much too
All the same thoughts swirling and mixing into a mess
Do I mean different things but say them the same way
Or do I mean the same thing
Just thinking that I haven't gotten though to any one's thick head
I think the problem is me
If I told then I wouldn't be needing to say
The same thing
But if I told
They would give me strange looks and send me to help
And maybe help is what I need
It is doubtful, very much so
So all that is left
To conclude this reflection
Is to simple say it , over and over again
But only to myself
Write it all down
File it out
Put it away
And do it again
You can say it as many times as you like then
Shout it and yell it and scream it out loud
But always, always
File away the swirling, mixing thoughts