Organized Chaos

I got this some sort of oxymoron from a shirt I wanted to buy but decided not to.

And my head has been like this for quite a while now.

An organized chaos.

It's not something to be proud of, but I'm definitely blessed that my mind has not yet exploded from the war inside this pea-brain of mine.

Can someone save me from going psycho? puh-lease! Save me from myself!