I think

The peaceful thought,
The beautiful piece of art,
The thoughts in my mind,
Afloat among many others.

This thought stayed afloat,
Longer than i thought it would,
This thought is different I thought,
But it's just similarly just a thought.

Maybe that explains,
Why it's good to live by the day,
Because tomorrow will be like today,
The same old thing with a different approach.

These thoughts,
They became dreams,
These dreams,
They became part of me.

I think,
So I am,
I dream,
So I become.

-A piece of Junaidah's thoughts