Even now as i lay in bed.
I'm thinking things inside my head.
I'm thinking about what's right and wrong.
I'm thinking i should write a song.
Sometimes i think about my life.
If i will ever be someone's wife.
Sometimes i think of nothing but food,
but i know that can't be any good.
At times i wonder about outer space.
If aliens walk with good posture and grace.
At times i think about the stars.
If they ever chat with venus and mars.
But mostly i think about who i want to be
and if i really feel like i'm me.
and even now as i lay in bed,
I'm thinking these things inside my head.
londiwe buthelezi
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/thinking-46/
