So many frustrating moments
So many headaches that are not worth it.
Time never comes when I need it.
A feeling takes me to a blank state of mind.
Confusion... so bitter and yet so sweet.
It is the only diagnosis for the symptoms
of my ongoing illness.
It is not always bad though.
Not knowing or understanding.
Questions get asked, lies get told.
Being confused allows you a way out.
A way to truthfully speak, "I do not know."
After all... ignorance, as well innocence, is always bliss.