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Confusion
I can't stand these faces any longer,
Contorting eyes that stare out over me.
It's just a lie to say that I am stronger
When I really want to pick up, run, and flea.
And when the voices change reality
And when they challenge all that I have known
I open eyes to see what I can see,
And sense dust that the life winds have all blown.
I'm not sure what it is I feel.
I'm swept up in a windless funnel.
I still say memories are not real,
I'm gone into an endless tunnel.
I know a key lies deep inside my heart.
That opens doors that are but are unseen.
But who to trust and where does healing start
When a man doesn't know where his past has ever been.
