My Poetic Mind

My mind always wonders
It worries me night and day
Thoughts get struck by lightening
Leaving me with nothing to say

Depending on temporary laughs
Asking others for truths and signs
But theres something I'll always have
Is my strong Poetic Mind

I appreciate my ability to intrigue
And to develop my metaphorical lines
But somethings just really seem to be
Just extremely hard to find

Like myself; I just can not find
And others think I am just fine
Because the only time I shine
Is when I'm using my Poetic Mind