I Think And I Go Crazy

If we feel better,

We don’t think beyond.

But I want to feel crazier

Strangers and friends both form a bond.

I hope the uncomfortable glimpses

turn me into a better human.

No appreciation needed to mess

this girl up in a lost person.

I may be leaving every question

on a hanging elevator,

to meet myself again for fun

hiding out and then be a seeker.

Walking on the hands of the clock

knowing something unknown.

Stuck with my imagination dock,

I think, and thus, another idea is sown.