If I could read a mind
I wonder what I would find
And would I want to know that which is inside?

My head is is swirling so
Does nobody see this tornado?
This whirlwind of things unknown

If every thought that echoed in my head
Onto a page somehow bled
It would be far more significant than all I've ever said

Sometimes I try to draw my thoughts out
And sometimes I try to forget all about
These ideas I can't describe

If my mind someone else would read
Would I be afraid of what they'd see?
Lost in our thoughts is a scary place to be