My mind is so jumbled.
My thoughts are filled with words of a bundle.
Their all connected.
Like a wall my mind will be protected.
I lie awake everynight.
Just trying to make them right.
But when I do they all point to you.
What does this mean?
All my thoughts I have seen.
Will they come true?
Will I ever see your eyes that are so blue?All I need is one hour or maybe less.
To prove that we are blessed.
Just to make you see.
Because we are meant to be.
