I think I think too much. I believe I think too much. I think too much.

And it’s bugging me that my head is always filled with thoughts I shouldn’t be thinking of. Filled with the noise that I could barely manage. When will I walk the street that my mind is at peace, serene? When I close my eyes the noise grow louder and the images more vivid. When I try to distract myself, it’s like my thoughts plague me more, pushing their way to the surface and saying to my face that I can’t escape them. It's crazy and it's driving me crazy.

I want to run away. Literally.