The Inner Workings of a Happy Girl

Your Mind.

Your mind is strange,

But strangely full.

A chaotic kind of beautiful.

Your thoughts are true.

But scarily so.

And I want to hear them.

I’ve got to know.

What goes on, between your ears?

Does music play?

Are you haunted by fear?

But you’d never tell me,

I wouldn’t understand.

Because afterall…

I’m just a happy girl.