Tick!
Tick!
The sound of my mind as the gears start to turn,
But no one can hear it but myself.
Tick!
Each gear turning at its own pace,
A different function each one has.
Tick!
Gears that make me feel, behave, and think,
Gears that control how I live life.
Tick!
Do my gears create a sound similar to another?
Do they match that of someone special?
Tick!
The sound of my brain thinking, planning, creating ideas,
The sound of all the silly , the sane, and strange that is me.
Tick!
Time to take a deep breath, and open my eyes.
Now the day begins.
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