My Mind by Aliya Khan

I'm walking on a road,
in shades of moonlight.
Thinking of a thought,
that is coming in my mind.
I just can't stop my mind,
from overthinking things.
My heart is racing fast,
like a fast athlete.
Why everyone use me ,
like a toilet paper.
When it done it's job,
they through it in the bin.
I've a critical condition,
like a brain with no motion.
Why I'm so available,
and they aren't available.
I can't sleep at night,
overthinking all sights.
They made me realise,
I was wrong all the time.