Here I sit
All locked up
Mentally deranged
And out of luck
Pondering all
That must be done
Thinking, thinking
Doing none
To banish
The stress
Must
Think less
Trying
To decide
Which thing
To do
Is still
Thinking
Much ado
About nothing
I turn
Off my mind
To think less
And do more
For doing
Is how
Things get done
And
Put my troubles
On the run
By thinking none
And doing all.
