IT'S CRAZY

I SIT HERE AND WRITE ABOUT THE NONSENSE ( IN MY HEAD)
          AND ON DAYS LIKE TODAY I THINK ABOUT ALL
                          THE UNFORTUNATE PEOPLE

                                WHO HAVE NOTHING.
                NOTHING BUT THEIR OWN THOUGHTS,
            THOUGHTS THAT NO ONE WILL EVER HEAR.

      I DON'T KNOW WHAT IS MORE CRAZY, SOMEBODY
                             READING MY THOUGHTS

              OR NO ONE HEARING THEIR THOUGHTS?

 I NEED TO RISE ABOVE THIS OR I AM GOING TO GO CRAZY.