Elucidating Questions

Oh what do I do

Sitting here in my high place telling people how I got here

But it’s gibberish to others

Just think differently I say

And they all tell me they can’t

Is my brain different?

I wonder if I’m some kind of new mutation

Just change your world view I say

Because I did

Is it just me? Am I the only one that can do this?

I’m not saying I’m 100%

There is after all the great sadness I must not touch

I still slip into it sometimes.

It just feels like everyone is letting themselves be a slave to their brain

Which I guess doesn’t make sense because we are all slaves to our brain

I guess it’s the difference between me seeing my brain act out

And me saying oh brain and going on with my day

And them dwelling on it and not letting it go

Just let it go

Brains do stupid things sometimes

Should I even be counseling from my place in my castle of glass?

With the big sadness hanging by

I could touch it, but I won’t.

There’s neon signs saying not to.