My mind is gone, I know not where It wandered off without a care I try to speak, but do I dare? For without a mind, I'm unaware I do not miss it, though I should I say and do things I never would I need it back, I guess I do But where has it gone off to? If it never comes back, I'll still be here Hardly working, I'll still hear The laughter of my mindless speech I wonder if my mind has been bleached? |