Thoughts

out of my mind
flying through air
up to the moon
and back to my lair

forever roaming
through my forest of mind
getting lost
looking for what I can't find

I have no chain of thought
the links are scattered
coming together crooked
but to me it doesn't matter

wonder what would happen
if everyone said what they think
I can barely desipher my own thoughts
nobody would be able to understand me

I should stop dreaming
stop exploring views
to climb back inside my head
and put it to use