Quiet Please.

Quieten down, O brain of mine, why don't you quit thinking
You're always in trouble and strife, from those that understand not 
The way your mind is working. As they refuse to listen, 
They don't listen to you, how could they !!
They're not inside your head, the crap that's inside this brain of mine 
As you turn it inside out, you don't like what you find
In the pits of your mind as you struggle day in day out,
To understand one's own mind, whether its thinking or not, most times not,
Am an impulsive being, acting instinctively acting without thinking,
That's what's makes, me the way I am.. this infallible being inside of me
Or so they make you believe it, to life as one knows it.
As if one's this empty shell, with nothing contributing,
But with these feelings running so deeply, like no one's business
Inside your head you're screaming, let me out, I want out of here,
At times am scared of the visions in my mind, but no one finds the time
To talk skirting round or skipping-it..lets not talk about, about it,
so my mind's in turmoil, for the ones I've loved forsaken me, or not.
Now, it's immaterial..it matters not, anymore.
So quieten down oh brain of mine, you're on your own you know.
Am human, don't you know, whether you like it or not.
My God gave me a brain, so I guess it's okay to use it
Am here, until my God, or Lucifer decides my times up.
Whether my brain is thinking or not, of all the shit that's, going round,
And round your head, the emotions inside of you, you can control not
So please brain of mine quieten down. I can't cope with the downs
For my heart is crying out, for release from my mind,
that's turning me inside out, from everything I hold dear in my life.
From my family my friends, that chose to be there for me, or not
But my mind refuses, will not let me forget..
When things were beautiful.
So, shut up brain of mind, and just let me be.

                            By Connie James