My thoughts they fell
Out of my head
Onto the floor
And I'm not sure
What to do
Now that my thoughts are on the floor
And when I opened the door
And everyone saw
They gasped and ran
In fear
So I joined my thoughts
On the floor
I thought there would be more
Of my thoughts on the floor
And it feels like such a chore
To pick my thoughts up from the floor
On which I lay
In silence
My head empty
My thoughts on the floor
Like rubbish
Discarded
But I pick them up
And put them back
Although I know tomorrow
My thoughts will be on the floor
Once more.