Vague Thoughts.

It's too much, uneasy, Dizzy and fuzzy, Caught in a frenzy, I can't hold myself busy. I'm lost in the woods, Mind splintered, Like a mirror cracking into shards. A or B is not an option, But I still want to be in action. Perhaps I am in self-strife, And I can't help myself fight, Because the battle is so tight, And it would be strange to act. I'm lost in the woods, The direction would rather find me, Because I am too weary to seek it. My mind is running wild.