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"Confusion"
A winding road I stroll on,
a path broken into many.
It begins to get darker,
and I can barely see.
I stir in utter loss,
my mind a complete blur.
Am I on the right path?
I'm not really sure.
Are things as they seem,
or something different all together.
Are they but a dream,
sitting upon a shining star.
As I stand on this Earth,
I hope my way is right.
A place of complete dismay,
where things are not the way of right.
Up is down and right is wrong,
love is hate and black is white.
My mind is bouncing off the ceiling,
i'm such a stranger to this place.
Is this place even a place?
Is it real?
A winding road I stroll on,
a path broken into many.
I chose one,
and I pray I'll find my way.
