Just Thoughts

My thoughts pass as Chads stroll through the park, “Oh the places” they’ll bang,
Creds,
Dr. Seuss,
“Huhhh?”

My thoughts,
are like punching bags,
Always looking to bring me down,
“Wait what?”,

My thoughts are like,
“Hey!! Shut Up!!”,

My thoughts,
Feelings and/or both,
Are always trying to take me with them,
Yet instead of allowing them to drag me under,
They can remain in the brig,
As I,
Breach,
On..
Um,
Nevermind,

Because they’re just thoughts

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