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Confused
The Kind Of Person,
That Is I.
To Show Emotions,
Not Too Shy.
I Feel So Down,
I'm In A Funk.
Most Things In Life,
So Far Have Stunk.
Some Times I Want,
To Give It Up,
This Game Of Life,
Pour Out My Cup.
I Get Like This,
But Don't Know Why.
My Mind Is Screwed,
My Heart Has Died.
I Seem To Be,
So All Alone.
It's Like In Life,
My Seeds Are Sewn.
I Wonder If,
Someone Out There.
They Have These Feelings,
That I Share.
I have To Try,
To Enjoy Life.
But How Can I,
It's Filled With Strife.
I Just Don't Know,
How Long I'll Last.
If I Continue,
To Need The Past.
I Have To Try,
To Move Along.
To Live My Life,
To Sing My Song.
But This To Me,
It Is So Hard.
I Cannot Drop,
My Lofty Guard.
But I Think,
I'll Do My Best.
This Writing Helps,
To Clear My Chest.
confused! well the tittle alone expresses my inner most thoughts.......the world is so complex and so cold at time I rarely understand it! and somedays I just down right refuse to accept it!..... lol ....I have read through several of your pieces and enjoyed keep writing and I shall keep reading stay safe :o)
i feel the same way at times.. infact i've spent the last three night writing poems coz i felt like that among other things.. thanks for the read lots of love ash