Life is such a rut
A jigsaw puzzle of sorts
Where all the pieces are mismatched
Never quite fitting
Never quite working
Just one big jumbled pile of nothing
Confusion delusion all about intrusion
Feelings I feel in place
Of happy sad mad and glad
Not sure what to make of my life
Whether to accept it or end it
Nobody to talk to
Nobody will understand
Words left unsaid must go into poetry
That is mediocre at best
Confused on even what to write
What words to use what order what diction
What to say about such confusion?
Wanting to end the torture
End the confusion and depression
Make people understand their actions
And how they affect me
But I'm too scare so I'll be left
With this confusion delusion and fearful intrusion
That is my recent life