Poetry

My thoughts are so jumbled,
I can barely keep them 
in line.
My words have become mumbled,
they are barely making
any sound.
There they all go 
soaring away,
my abstract thoughts 
became a burden 
and my brain 
gave them away.

This poem is about: 
Me

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