Scattered Thoughts

Pages and pages

Besides what’s in my head

So many phrases 

Plus all my words unsaid

I don’t know what to do

How do I organize my mind 

Are my words even true

When the perfect one is so hard to find

I see the vague shapes of thoughts

Like silhouettes on the horizon 

I move towards them but I’m lost

I can hardly turn my mind on 

Just faded mists of dreams

Beyond the reach of language

Maybe I’ll just express with color beams

I’d better try before they turn beige

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