I think I think too much

I think I think I think I think I think I think too much

My mind is always muddled from all these thoughts that I am thinking.

You see,the space inside my brain’s got no room for all these thoughts that keep consuming, but even so, my head’s grown 2x its size since just last week alone,

I think I think I think I think I think I think too much.

My noodle weighs heavy from all these thoughts that are a’ feasting,

So much that it droops and it stoops and it hangs down low,

And my hands have gotta hold it steady to keep me from smack dab crashing.

I think I think I think I think I think I think too much

My cranium’s a weary puddle from all the thoughts that keep speed racing,

Maybe if I did some spring cleaning to organize these thoughts,

These good thoughts, these bad thoughts, these happy thoughts, these sad thoughts, these smart thoughts, these dumb thoughts, these silly thoughts, these squishy thoughts,then maybe I could get me all upright once again!

But I s’ppose it’s only autumn and we’ve still one season left to go.

Perhaps I’ll just keep holding on till the snow melts next and the flowers begin to grow.