My thoughts they most times will go astray, they jump, they bounce, and overlay,
They swarm, they sting, they run away, and look for me, they want to play,
Like energy that burns inside, they mostly make me want to hide,
like swirling wind that twirls and dives they scare away to many lives,
they never seem to slow or tire as if they run along a wire,
they keep a pace ahead so free and more and more they destroy me,
I try my best to move as fast but surely they’re the ones who’ll last,
I say goodbye in hopes they stray but never will they go away,
In time I slow while they just daunt,
all I can do is do not want.