Simple

My thoughts are jumbled 

Like tangled Christmas lights 

Spending hours trying 

Unsuccessfully 

To straighten them out 

Then throwing them away 

In frustration 

And disgust 

My mind is a labyrinth 

Of wishful thinking 

And misperception 

Always turning nothing 

Into something 

Never seeing something 

When it’s in front of me 

Wanting to be noticed 

My eyes are clouded 

By layers of insecurities 

Movements slowed because 

I’m second guessing 

And rethinking 

And over analyzing 

Things that should be 

Taken as they are 

Sometimes things are simple 

2008