"What are you thinking about?" "W-What?" "I can tell that you're thinking about something." "I guess..." "Don't. Just stay in the now with me, alright?" "...okay."
Barely sleeping Barely eating I'm sure soon The reaper's reaping. Barely eating Always weeping A monster near me Silently creeping Barely sleeping Alarm is beeping But I'm too Busy grieving
I am only an idea Nothing more than a passing thought in your brain One that isn't around often But often enough for you to know it's there But why care so much? I'm just another thought.