My mind

The middle of my head, my clever mind.
Where all my thoughts collide, it’s called a brain.
The centre of my world, is quite confined.

The place to store my memories, I find.
The place my imagination runs wild.
The middle of my head, my clever mind.

How I feel, make my emotions feel blind.
What I am thinking only my mind knows.
The centre of my world, is quite confined.

A place that can go from happy to sad.
It’s your inspiration that pushes you.
The middle of my head, my clever mind.

A complexed place, that can give me hard times.
The thing that can fall asleep, but stay woke.
The centre of my world, is quite confined

Always making things up, can get quite full.
Can be very overwhelming at times.
The middle of my head, my clever mind
The centre of my world, is quite confined.