I wish I had
Sweet words to say
But from my lips
They don't foray
Instead my head
Is filled with stuff
That for room
Does push and shove
Information
I don't need
Creative pathways
Does impede
And I'm left thinking as I lay upon my bed at end of day
Information for its own sake does not a useful genius make
This and that
All around
In my hands
Won't put it down
What I want
They tell me
Picture perfect
Reality
Spend my time
Looking for
Something else
And something more
God forbid I stop and think that maybe what I've been given
Is heaven here for me to make no forget that scroll more complain
I wish I had
Sweet words to say
Less information
In my brain
What I want
To say to you
Something good
And something true
Nothing goes and nothing stays an empty view a perfect haze
The river flows back on itself and nothing sits upon a shelf
All I'm left with is myself and oh my God I need some help
This information chocolate cake does not a happy person make