I learned very quickly that my mind could never stand still.

Always buzzing around looking for things to do.

A shiny object? Touch I must.

A weird noise? Find I must.

A self loathing thought? Escape I must.

Good thoughts you say? Are never in my reach.

They are never there when I need them.

They wander away with my mind to find something interesting to do.

Am I not interesting enough for them?

My mind is gone.

My body is here.

Happiness depleted and sadness elevated.

My mind wandered for some time in the ocean, and is now lost at sea.