The Mind

Sometimes I sit and wonder,

About the workings of the mind.

I marvel at it's power,

It's a wonderful pastime.

How is it that I recall,

Endless lyrics in a flash,

But while sitting in the exam hall,

My memory seems to crash?

Why do some people preach harmony,

While others dwell on evil?

Does your mind work independently,

Or can you bend it to your will?