It’s funny, that I’m taking all this time,
Just sitting here, Trying to write this rhyme.
I guess it’s just how I sort my thoughts.
Take everything in my head and arrange it into plots.
Through this rhetoric I can express myself,
Package up my thoughts and put them on a shelf.
Thoughts don’t expire, they gain perspective with age.
That’s why I take this time to put my thoughts on the page.