My Hand On My Cheeks

The thoughts of others
 crowd my mind for a day
 what would they say?
 I worry over a time
I would sit there
 with my hand on my cheeks
 rood and brood for a time
 why I am so ?
 I ponder for a while
 I reconcile then
 I take the thoughts of others
 from my mind
 I feel relieved
 it is for me I live
 not for the others
 who  talk with no sense.