My feelings are so tangled up,
They're really tangled up,
They're udefined,
They're made up.
Like wind blowing in every direction,
They're full of speculation...
You see, I cannot decide what it is that I want,
What it is that I need...
Never felt such confusion before,
Never felt like such a stranger to myself, as I do tonight...
That familiar feeling of loneliness, surrounds me again...
Something is missing... something's not right
Is there even anyone I can go to?
Anyone who really understands?
Someone who knows me through my eyes?
I begin to question everything...
Surely, things shouldn't be this hard...
I need some clarity,
As my mind just runs wild
And I do always hold back...
But, i need to know things,
Whether I walk away or stay...
Either way, you need to lead me out of this tornado...
And I promise you won't break me,
I just need to know...
What am I to you... do I have any meaning at all?!
Since this was last written and felt
I hope things changed for you without a doubt!
fleeting moments of confusion, finding it's way in!
Helping us to grow again...
Warm hugs and Blessings, Warrior Purple Lady Sweet Sheooxoo
STay Positive!
I've been here and it only makes us more aware!Excellent focused poem with an easy gentle flow! :)
Who knew the Wright's had a trunk full of hidden family secrets? Searching for treasure and hidden family secrets is one way to fuel the flames of passion.
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I hope things changed for you without a doubt!
fleeting moments of confusion, finding it's way in!
Helping us to grow again...
Warm hugs and Blessings, Warrior Purple Lady Sweet Sheooxoo
STay Positive!
I've been here and it only makes us more aware!Excellent focused poem with an easy gentle flow! :)
Fee
A large bag of ultimatums is a pressure cooker but it's always nice to know where one stands.
nice work.....Art Sun...