It's lips attempt to form words I am not sure are entirely agreeable to my heart.
It's thoughts escape through my eyes- trying to tie down a solid foundation onto someone.
It's confusion causes avalanches to occur. Obliterating any hope of neatness.
It's dreams try to sneak out by hiding in my hair, yet somehow I capture all of them and stuff them into my mouth and trap them behind my teeth. They bite my tongue, but fleeing is out of the question.
My mind retracts from any interaction. It overanalyzes the images flickering by, it rereads expressions, and it cynically snarks at random passers by.
My mind is kind, it speaks to the weary, wandering thoughts, and never hesitates to carry someone else's tired dream.
At the end of the day, instead of demanding sleep, my mind waits with me through the lonely hours of the night. It stays by my side, forever loyal. Sometimes, it answers for me, saying things with complete honesty or things of absolute politeness.
I think I will keep my mind, for now.
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