Too Much Time

At the root of insanity
Is having too much time on your hands--
Too much time to think--
Too much time to remember past hurts
And to wish things could be different.

Too much time spent alone,
Staring at these four walls
With too much time to think,
To remember past hurts
And to wish things were different.

Got to rid myself of this insanity.
I'll busy myself with a flurry of activities
And seek the companionship of others.
They´ll tell me time heals all wounds,

But for now I'll still cry--
When I have too much time to think
And remember past hurts,
Wishing things are different.

Jo A. Witt 1994