I usually allow my mind,
to run crazy on thoughts, ideas, and dreams combined.
The canvas is always being splattered with paint
It’s never blank.
Running fast with no pauses,
I’m shocked I don’t faint.
Overthinking my past
and what’s yet to come.
Wondering if I’m good enough
debating if I’ve won.
I’ve let this life and the moments
drift away
but, I realized it’s best
when sometimes my mind has nothing to say.
Today I had lunch
and my mind was emptied, of this thinking
that gives my brain a kick and a punch.
Look at the puddles,
look at the cars.
Today I had lunch.
About the Creator
Makenna Bolton
Hi! My name is Makenna Bolton, I am 20 years old. I grew up in Wisconsin and in June I graduated from the American Musical and Dramatic Academy in LA; with an Associates in Dance and Theatre. As well as writing, I love acting, and dancing.
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