Silent

I feel like working all the time,
I don’t like to stop
Because I will think too much.

A minute of silence
can bring me to the bottom of the hill
I think of my past,
My future,
All the little things associated with that.

My mood is like riding
A roller coaster,
Up and down,
Forward and backward,
Upside down….
And it goes nowhere,
Other than where I just started.