Confusion of a great degree

by Lost in the chaos   Aug 30, 2008


Confusion.
I hate it.
I hate who I am.
I want to be who I was.
The person I am now is a stranger.
Not only to my friends but to myself.
I always seem to mess things up.
Nothing I do is ever right.
I always push my friends away.
It is not their fault as I have made it out to be.
It is the working of this person.
Who doesn't seem to know when she has fabulous friends.
I don't know what to do.
Maybe I will find the answer one day.

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