My Thoughts are Not My Own

My Thoughts are Not My Own

My thoughts are not my own,
I think.

I hide them,
and still,
I think they can hear.

On the bus
they hear my rude comments.

As I look,
I see them,
just as they turn away.

I force myself to stop thinking,
I think.

But the very act:
trying,
has made me lose again.

Only when I forget these things
do I forget to think.

-Matthew Koutzun