Mind Machine

• Zara Vaughan, Grade 4
• Poetry
• 2016

All my thoughts are turning
Clicking, Clacking as I take more steps
Things are running to my mind
An old little wheel is spinning at once
I jump up and down
Then the little wheel stops
I'm lying in a bed all nice and cozy
But my mind is telling me to feel all nosy
I don't listen to my mind machine
Though it is getting slower
My mind is getting darker
My eyelids gaining more weight
So I let them fall
My mind machine is telling me 'No!' I opened them once again
But soon let them go, My mind machine all the sudden stops
As my thoughts and worries just drops
Although I'm asleep, my mind wakes up
Forming dreams, laughter and fun,Though I can't wait for the sun to come up