Consciousness

Sit down
Let the consciousness flow from pointy fingertips
Onto a brightened screen
With endless opportunity
Let yourself see where you want to be
Go to college or out to sea?
Could be the only way to find your dream
Tapping away on the little board
Pause in confusion of what to say next
Possibly pushing the thoughts from your mind
In a futile attempt to sound complicated
Sounding okay now, but it’s not what you want
The words you want to say just can’t come
Maybe your mind is slipping away
With thoughts of music and songs to play
Now why can’t we get along?
It doesn’t seem right to be pushing others to the ground
Can’t write much more, getting confused again now
Walk away for a while and gather your thoughts
Sit down.