Overthinker Read Count : 74

Category : Poems

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I think too much,

but move so little.

Looking at life,

as some mystical riddle.

I question every move I make,

wondering if each one is a mistake.

Trapped in still-life as the earth revolves, 

my mind is constantly testing my resolve.

Second guessing every thought,

Some form of truth always being sought. 

Discouraging thoughts and a lot of self-doubt, 

Destroying myself from the inside out.

I'm questioning my place in this big, wide world. 

Watching parts of my life come unfurled. 

I really don't know what to do,

But I'm sure I'll over think that, too.



  • Oct 02, 2019

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  • Oct 08, 2019

  • great reflective words.

    Oct 10, 2019

  • SO GUD

    Oct 19, 2019

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