I tend to daydream
I'm not gonna lie.
Of course, it's not my fault
I can't help it you see
All these things are a wonder to me.
Could I help if I like the Stars?
I just wonder if the stars would like me.

To be honest it's not so bad
I swear it's not the reason why I'm sad.
I just think these things as my mind wanders off,
And all they tend to do is scoff.

At me
At my mind
At my age even.
It's a little disheartening.

I don't mind too much.

I thought I was going to rhyme this one but my brain did it again.
I'm a little off topic.

Where is my mind?

Lost in space.
In a separate story.
Contemplating its self.
Singing songs I had once forgotten.
It's really just everywhere.
It's slightly confusing.

Sometimes it thinks so fast I feel like I'm drowning in words.
Other times it seems to have stopped working and is trying to reboot itself.

I think it just likes to travel.

But still, I have to ask...

Where is my mind?

It just kinda goes in no certain direction.
It's a wanderer.
It makes me want to wander as well.
I wonder what it would be like to just wander.
I want to just wander.

Where is my mind?

It's stuck in the background noise of a song I once heard.
I like those nice sounds.
You know, the ones that make you imagine whales and deep waters.
The ones that sound like sirens from the sea.

It's gone again, isn't it?

It's out in the water.
Again.

It's nice.

But

Where is my mind?

I can't seem to place it where I need to focus.

Is that a bad thing?
Maybe.

It could wander into a dark place.
It tends to do that.

It makes me sad that I've been sad.
But my mind is not why I'm sad.

Where is my mind?

I can almost smell an ocean.
I can nearly see stars.
Little turtles wandering the beach front beneath the full moon.

I remember this.
That day was amazing.

Now, mountains?
Rivers?
Coffee beans on their plant?

Where is my mind?

I guess it's trying to drift off into sleep.

Bringing me to my happy places.

But where is it exactly?

Where is my mind...