Clutter In My Mind

So much to do,
In so little time.
Why do I put so much,
Clutter in my mind.
It's all just a blur,
Can't pick anything out.
It doesn't make any sense,
What's it all about?
It's all happening to fast,
It's way too much to do.
Piling one thing on another,
Without thinking it through.
They keep telling me,
To write it all down.
Instead of listening to them,
I ignore 'em all and frown.