"Lazy"

can't seem to stop it
it just won't slow
don't like it one bit
don't want to know

curved thoughts driving
down an old minds road
each barely surviving
under such a truck load

where are the stop signs
who built this expressway
mixed words of all kinds
each paving my guess way

desperation sets in
searching for brakes
held tightly in the wind
word cars of all makes

how long will it last
heaven only knows
with such a long past
a word only grows

freed from this task
my mind grows hazy
all that I ask
don't think me lazy