CONFESSIONS OF A LOST MIND.

i sat down and wrote all my thoughts down on a piece of paper with a number 2 pencil and as i finished the last sentence i re.read the thousands of words of letters i placed on the wide rule notebook paper.. as the words become more than words.. images went through my mind like grass passing us while we take the amtrak home from school for a 2 week break.. i felt everything go in and out of my mind as i sat there thinking what all these words meant.. and how i got them in my head.. i confessed to being wrong.. not understandin all the time.. not acceptn it and denyn the truth behind everything.. i was in denial .. i confessed from a lost mind and confused soul.. only these thoughts brought light to my dark and confused tunnel of a mind.. ok i admit im lost and dont know which way to go but now that i have accepted it i think ill be ok.. this is only the beginnin of confessions of a lost mind...

only our minds and thoughts can control what goes on and which images appear with them..