To the People Living in My Head

Sun, 02/11/2018 - 23:08 -- jmaejt

To the People living in my head,

   

Who are you?

And why have you chosen my time to occupy?

There are so many other places to go and yet,

You chose the space in my head.

 

I guess, for now,

You are time-honored guests

Of whom I shall give my undivided attention to.

 

First, I would like to mention

The many adventures you have granted this naive young mind.

More than a lifetime of journeys have flitted across

For me to watch and a million more to come.

 

In a moment,

I’ll be off on another adventure

But just as quickly,

You’d be gone and I’d have missed an entire lecture.

 

Thank you.

 

Now to address the other,

More concerning group of voices.

 

Your incessant chatter fights for my attention

Despite the overwhelming importance of the Speaker before.

 

Your little notes and side remarks of many observations

Have done a great deal to distract me

Of the words yet to be spoken.

 

I’m left clueless and confused--

Oh, wait, let me fix that sentence...

With gaps in between words and phrases,

While those incomplete thoughts join the fray of

Never ending lyrics.

 

Oh but there’s more to be said,

Of those little voices at the back.

Whose faithful services never fail to remind

Me of my failed encounters of years passed.

 

I’ve saved you for very last,

To speak my mind about your quiet speeches,

Of shamefaced narratives

Too many to remember, and yet

These recollections seem to come easily

At the most random of times.

 

Why must you plague me with these thoughts

And Worries that give me anxieties

As reminders of so many insecurities?

 

Oh, how wonderful,

Thank you for yet another

Play by play emotional rollercoaster

Of that time I misinterpreted the teacher’s directions.

 

Now, where were we? Oh yes.

 

You are as wonderful as you are irritating,

Charming as you are fearsome,

But I have better things to do,

Like homework or sleep.

 

With this, Good day at last.

 

Sincerely,

 

The Vessel You linger in.

 

P.S.

Kindly please move out,

I need to prepare for tomorrow's guest.

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