Think outside the Box

They say to think outside the box, and I have. But what I've found is that if you let them overflow too much, you won't have much left to drink. They'll be scattered, and its hard to pick up. You'll start stretching between the gaps that have been left, and in the end you might not have anything left.

time to think

Although things are happening to me,
I don't feel like I have anything to write, really.
Maybe it's because,
before I knew it,
I didn't have time to think.
And I'm enjoying it.

Chains of Thought

Today was one of those days. When I got home I couldn't stop wanting to cry. Just how many chains from my past must I break to live in the present? When can I stop living in the future plagued by the past? I think too much. I know this, but somehow it's not something I can really stop that easily. It's not thinking that's the problem; it's the way the thoughts build themselves. Mine tend to build themselves in chains. I keep learning, and struggling, and freeing myself of a few at a time; it's getting to be exhausting. Five years is a long time. And I keep tripping over the broken pieces on the floor, like an idiot. Chained, like a beast. There's always another story. There's always another reality. There's always another perception. Just waiting to break open. Just waiting to shatter. So tired.

Thoughts to Remain Sane

When I'm at school, this is what I think to remain sane:

"Don't be kidnapped by aliens yet."
"Don't go to another dimension yet."
"Chocolate cake is waiting at the other end of the hall."
"Just think about weird phrases!"
"Think about Fairyland!"
"Don't run dance in flowers yet."
"You'll disappear in another moment, so it doesn't matter."
"ooo, scary stories"
"Momotaro!"
"Goblin spiders like to crawl on my dead soul *smiles*"
"Waltzing with Death can leave you feeling cold, but warm!"
"Hurray! I get to die!"
"Where is my adorable blue Saturday from the sea?"

And people all look at me funny.