The Everyday Wish Of The Over-Thinker Poem by Lauren Beasley

Can you tell your brain
To shut up for a minute?
To stop the analyzing
Of more than what is in it
To flip a simple switch
Would bring me such great joy
To turn off for a day
Like a little child's toy
The wheels, they crank and turn
And cause such agony
Finding hidden meanings in
What's meant to be funny
But you can't stop the voices
They nag and they prod
They make you think you're crazy-
You're the only one that's odd
To have a conversation
Without hidden agendas
That require my decoding,
Would bring the joy silence does
The brain will keep rambling
And say 'did he mean that? '
It will tell you stupid things
Like: 'he really thinks you're fat.'
If I could shut it off
Even for a moment
My mind would be much saner,
But still without atonement
Alas, you cannot turn off
You only can tune out
But can't stop analyzing
That which you care about