My Mind

( I originally posted this elsewhere and forgot about it. But I love it, and found it, and want to re-post it here. :) )

My mind is like a little house,
My peers break into.
They rearrange my furniture,
And the cabinets rifle through.
They throw things out,
They put things in,
And erase the writing on the wall,
And by the time that they walk out,
It's not my mind at all.