Thinking

Every day I learn something new.

As if my brain is a sponge, soaking up all the knowledge.

Floating on the wall of life, like I always knew.

Never considered myself to be very bright.

Yet, my ego say’s you trust no one, my heart, just a few.

Your intelligence is not an issue.

　

Capturing moments of clarity,

Laughing so hysterically.

Falling so symmetrically.

Vanishing into the disparity.

Recalling the memories so clearly.

Recovering from the chains of life fleetingly.

Basking in the light of new reality.

Guessing at the proper response’s repeatedly.

Hoping all goes accordingly.