🧠 What's in Your Bag, Brain?

Crayons in corners, half-baked dreams,
Ideas tied with tangled seams.
A shopping list for thoughts long gone,
A mixtape playing all day long.

Sticky notes of "what ifs" float,
Half a poem, half a quote.
A flash of brilliance, gone too fast—
It blinked, it sparked, it didn’t last.

Scribbled memories, folded tight,
Next to fears that bark at night.
A to-do list I forgot to do,
And theories that might not be true.

Maps of futures, roads not taken,
Jokes I laugh at, then awaken.
Soggy gum and broken rules,
Old debates from inner schools.

A compass made of anxious ticks,
And dreams that morph like magic tricks.
My brain bag’s wild, it doesn’t lie—
It’s chaos, art, and lullaby.