My mind

Why am I still up?
Guess I'll roll up a blunt
Don't pass judgement
Its just for fun
I can't sleep, my mind's to deep
sometimes I weep
My mind is always racing, thinking, over
thinking,  never resting
So I'm constantly writing
My friends and family laugh cause I'm
still old school. All it takes is music playing,
pen and a pad
I'll get lost for hours, trapped in my thoughts
Some of my writing is just rumbling, questioning
myself, self pity, and love
Every now and then, I pull a rabbit out the hat
and have a true work of art
That comes deep from my heart
So guess I'll finish rolling up this blunt
See what comes out of this mind of mines