My head is a tornado A thunderstorm So many thoughts so many sounds Existing all around My head is a tornado Too many thoughts Not enough time No space for the individuals So on top of each other they climb Yearning searching craving That spotlight My head is a tornado My heart is in the clouds Music here, colors there, Words and poems and stories never finished Please spare me For my head is a tornado I can't keep up with it all There's so much Too much Bouncing off the walls My headspace is cramped and cluttered No room for what I need Just random bits and pieces Of everything Like weeds I just need a break A way to calm the rushing rapids of my thoughts
