Thoughts Of A Jumping Mental Idiot

Thousand of thoughts, standing there finding a grip
Don’t slow down, Plant high, Touch your feet to the sky!
Everything that was said over and over and over again
Do everything right, nothing wrong
Don’t mess up!
Start the mad dash towards the pit
Now only the exact second is being thought
Don’t slow down!
Move faster, keeping eyes on the box
Don’t slow down!
It’s time to plant, a quick fast sweep into the box
Plant high!
Look up to the clouds, hang upside down and with legs tucked in
Touch my feet to the sky!
Kick up and turnover gets above the bar
One last thing that doesn’t need much thought
Push the pole away
Land in the pit, look up at the bar
Made it! The bar still there
The thoughts are all gone it’s time to do it again.