thinking

within my brain there are so many ideas to explain stories and rhymes to tell things and things to sell rhyming random words untill this inspiration leaves finally it's fall I need to answer a call it feels so real all way to real I hate not knowing the things unresolved to say not feeling all I need to feel today not myself not my thoughts thinking to much is common ground it gets to much piles and piles pound by pound I want to say somthing silly instead rhyme random words not cry from my bed lie between my teeth no worries I want still to text him but by truth I don't miss him I want closure I don't want to know if you're still wanting me still thinking of texting me still no posts from your stories no update on how you are do you want that too closure it's not important these thoughts are just some silly messages within how I feel like I love the rain keeping the thoughts in my brain all the small problems seem so big I feel I have control there is no real control