too many thoughts my minds a mess, over analyze in my head pen and paper in my brain the second guesses drive me insane note to self, shut up! my brains online frayed at both ends, traffic jam inside my head treading water to get by and all the time I'm wondering why note to self, shut up! and everyday, the fuse is getting shorter and everyday life has me in order and everyday I'm getting closer to death, everyday is my chance! note to self, shut up!