Busy in my head

The static in my head

I'm not being edgy

it's there

with the empty thoughts.

Too many to count...

They say I drift off

I'm gone

but I'm there

my visits to my reality.

Too many to count...

The things to do

are piling up

right there

in the back of my mind.

Too many to count...

The hours I've missed

staring off

but why?

Why bother?

Too busy to count...