Confusion

A man confused,

Is a man unknown,

 

Unknown to himself,

Not knowing what to think,

He doesn’t see the world,

It becomes warped,

Changed,

Hazy,

 

The world thinks it knows him,

So it changes itself,

Says things,

Does thing,

Make him lose himself more,

Gone to the haze of unknown,

 

He wants a way out,

The tiniest break in the fog,

He can’t see it,

It’s probably not there,

But he hopes,

 

Hope keeps the fog an inch from his skin.

RyRylan

VT

16 years old

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