Mindless and Empty

To know what I think,
you have to be in my mind,
but even if you were,
there would be nothing to find.

My thoughts a empty,
mindless and evil,
no mater how much I want to change them,
they always make me think like the devil.

If people could read my mind,
they wouldn't know what to do,
the only reason I can handle them,
is because none of my thoughts are new.

No one can tell by looking at me,
I act like everything is fine,
because I won't let them see me when its not,
when I'm home getting drunk on wine.

I'm in my car with my best friend,
she keeps asking me whats going on in my head,
I don't know if I should tell her the truth,
that my mind is dead.

So I turn to her with a smile on my face,
I tell her I'm thinking about snow,
she starts to laugh,
I'm just glad she doesn't know.