What is this a pain or a strain?
I feel the questions inside my brain
I've asked many times for clarification
It just comes without recognition
No ending or beginning here
Your thoughts you are free to roam
without judgement or fear
In those quiet moments inside my head
there's a strange fascination as I lay on my bed
Alone with ones thoughts can be an altered
experience
There's room to imagine, create a new appearance
Become an angel a demon feel free to change
Alone in my head can feel so deranged
©cazza
C