Penciled Thoughts
Changed My Mind
Purple shades of evening
comes across my mind.
Now I feel the time go by
it isn't very kind.
All of this is pointless
as I'm running down the hall.
Not seeing the hole of desperation
into it I fall.
My head is spinning round
my stomach churns away.
Sick of all the sadness
in all the things I say.
Can't I make adjustments
so All I see is good?
Instead of thinking that I can't
I have to think I could.
I stand and shake it off
the sadness that I feel.
Let the good I think I've done
turn out to be real.
Through all of this I wonder
what will become of me?
I've broken all the chains
so I can be all I can be.
comes across my mind.
Now I feel the time go by
it isn't very kind.
All of this is pointless
as I'm running down the hall.
Not seeing the hole of desperation
into it I fall.
My head is spinning round
my stomach churns away.
Sick of all the sadness
in all the things I say.
Can't I make adjustments
so All I see is good?
Instead of thinking that I can't
I have to think I could.
I stand and shake it off
the sadness that I feel.
Let the good I think I've done
turn out to be real.
Through all of this I wonder
what will become of me?
I've broken all the chains
so I can be all I can be.
Comment On This Poem ---
Changed My Mind
Changed My Mind
