#literary medtech

[literary-med-tech]

Thoughts in My Head

There’s a thought in my head

Swirling a whirl as I lie in bed

Awake I am, asleep I’m not

Dreaming of the present—

But I’ll play pretend

Of living a life, of dying from truth

Gotta keep my head up, this setup

From a thinking of the random

To a process that leaks excess in tandem

But they don’t care, what am I showin’em’?

Except that I’m a problem

That I’m just robbin’em’

Of the rich, cause I betcha I’m poor

I betcha I’m sore

I betcha don’t know what I’m good for

So they’ll eliminate, discriminate

While I narrate, delineate

That we’re all portraying the living dead

But it don’t matter

I’m just a thought in your head