"Where do we hide?" they asked,
"Should we go to the frontal side or the temporal lobe?
Her thoughts were haywire as was her day,
Yet she tried to sit,
Did her thoughts still think of sitting, her mind asked.
Fear said; listen to me, while anxiety was jumping around the place, thinking where to settle.
While tears were being formed in the corner of an eye, a speckle of dust was the reason for her sigh,
If only one understood where do thoughts hide,
For then we realize that thoughts can never hide, for it always has a place within us, because they are us, they define you and me, and yet we run away from them.
Embrace, acknowledge and be grateful to them because they always will be - till death do us apart!