What I Could Think If I Could Think For Myself

I wonder what my mind would make up

If I told all the other voices to simply shut up

If I wasn’t told what was right and wrong

If they didn’t say what did and didn’t belong

If they didn’t tell me what I think and what I will do

If my thoughts simply turned into wings and flew

Because my brain is just a storm of everyone else’s voices

So I speak others words knowing I don’t get to make my choices

Leaving me to ponder where I fit in to my own head

Because they hold the pencil trailing my brain with their lead

So yes I do wonder what my thoughts would be

What I might say if my thoughts were free

But no when you speak to me it isn’t I who you are taking too

But to their thoughts that take up far too much room