My mind is round the bend. <br />Mashed and scrambled like eggs. <br />My mind is controlled by an evil from afar. <br />I fear that I am going mad. <br />But keep it to myself I will. <br /> <br />My mind is strange. <br />It has gone like a scrabbled egg. <br />All mushy and not whole. <br />I feel worse than yestuarday. <br />My mind I am losing. <br />And going round the twist<br /><br />Amy Louise Kerswell<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-scrabbled-mind/
