What Goes On In My Head

A Poem by Brennah

This is a poem of what goes on in my head. Honestly I'm a terrible writer so if my writing sucks, I'm sorry.

What goes on in my head you may ask?
Well, it certainly isn't nice
What goes on in my head could scar a person
Maybe even haunt them
Some are personal thoughts,
Others are things that I can tell
I think about death
Specifically mine of course
Because what person would want to live?
Not me
I'd like to die
I'd like to feel the pain of what it be like to die
I'd like to see loved ones in pain
I think about what a wonderful mother I'd be
I think about who my future husband/wife would be
I think about what my wedding dress would look like
Things that go on in my head might not make sense
That's who I am
I'm a person who doesn't make sense
Very much like this poem
What does it mean?
Could it mean that this is all what I think?
Oh no
Not at all
Other beings think these thoughts too
We just don't know it
Some are personal
Some are just silly little things that bother you
Some actually mean something
These, are the thoughts that go in my head