A short poem I just wrote, tell me what you think. I can release the full meaning behind it later if you want (it's not completely related to me). Or maybe it's self explanatory, I don't know, I tried to make it to be able to have multiple meanings as best I could.
Thinking about thinking is making me think,
That maybe I need to keep time for good.
I found the missing link, I mean the telephone.
And I know know that nobody is going to be home,
But I think that that anybody could.
And all these silver spells;
And all these winter shelves;
Still will always wish me well.
Tvs told me to go through all the 30 minute interval hells.
Ringing bells are near, but sounds can't hear.
Take a walk down the alley and find me,
Take the remote control and you'll see.
But the best I can do is remember colors are blind.
Tell me a moment in time.
Tell me, I can dream about the word sunshine.
I think it's time I lost my mind
