My mind, my heart.

There are too many words.
It would take too long.
This isn’t a trite,
Hashed out song.
This is my life,
My mind, my heart,
Fifteen minutes,
Isn’t even the start.
It’s too complex,
And thus so much unsaid,
So many things passing,
Through my head.
I’ll never cover,
What’s in my heart,
Because that’s not where,
You want to start.