Just a State of Mind
You probably think in the worst of me
What I believe, on that,
You think way too much of me
You are like a catch 22 on wrong creativity
The way you think, means nothing to me
You probably think I’m a freak
My life, has nothing to do with you
What I see in me, is on how well I know me
Then you come in, who doesn’t really know me
Who am I to prove?
Are you worth my time?
Are you really that important?
Or are you just thinking of you, in just a state of mind
You probably think in the worst of me
What I believe, on that,
You think way too much of me
You are like a catch 22 on wrong creativity
The way you think, means nothing to me
I’m not really the best on understanding people
I only understand the actions that they make
We seem less at an understanding,
When we look at a person through a one sided affair
What can I say?
What can you say?
Nothing, out loud
Only to ourselves, is this fair?
Where’s your confidents?
The way you think on me seems to show it
But is it real?
How can you feel?
You probably think in the worst of me
What I believe, on that,
You think way too much of me
You are like a catch 22 on wrong creativity
The way you think, means nothing to me
The mind declares actions
My mind declares my actions
So now whoever thinks of me
Their action’s follows
Exhorting the one antagonizing
Is a true act of thinking
Which shows a true force of action
Which leads to many more, wondrous thinking
Are you worth my time?
Are you really that important?
Or are you just thinking of you?
In just a state of mind
This poem was written by Jason Partington on Jul 23, 2007.
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