Busyhead

Hey there's a thought!
And that's another!
Suddenly I'm surrounded,
drowning in a never ending flurry.

Why did she say that?
Why did he give me that look?
I don't know.....
and that kills me.

Possibilities flood my mind,
as I ponder over nothingness.
It's like drowning in the swimming pool of a cruize ship;
meaningless.

It's an evil that has taken over me,
and devoured me alive.
Or maybe I'm overthinking that too.