Clutter

The mind is full of clutter,

Clutter full of thoughts,

It wants to do somethings,

Or just bail out.

It needs to go to new places,

But feels weird to step out,

The mind is full of clutter,

A clutter full of clouds.

Wishes for a home up there,

Away from the crowd,

The mind is a clutter,

Clutter of a unknown doubts.