jumbled

my brain works differently
it’s a mess of wires
complicated and intricate
people think they can organize it
but they can’t
i like it
jumbled
i find the order in my chaos
in the eye of my hurricane
there is
peace
my brain is like a quiet fire
calm and relaxing
or the tranquil ocean
docile and waveless
until people come in and brew
a storm
and try to put out my
fire
but the fire keeps me going
so don’t put it
out.