Private Thoughts

My private thoughts are my worst enemy

Things that shouldn’t roam my mind, do.

Eventually it becomes too much

So I open my mouth

And when I do, all my thoughts flow out

Leaving me loaning my thoughts to others

But it’s not about me anymore

Because the thoughts that I let go

Was so that others could suffer

Now they’re all spreading rumors about one another

And I point my finger

As if I’m any better than them

Who am I to be such a hypocrite?

Karma still goes around

Putting up pictures with our faces on it

Leaving us all “wanted”

Because instead of friends

We acted like fr-enemies

Which is why your worst thoughts

Could become your worst enemy