My mind is weary,
When thoughts prevail,
My mind is dreary,
With clouds of mail,
I need to rest,
My mind at it's worst,
Drowning in a pool of water,
Trying to escape for air,
My mind is bothered,
With things to dispair,
What can I do I wonder,
To myself,
When inside of me is fear,
Just dream little one,
It says,
Till your mind is clear.
