Confused
by Jon McFarland
In the past,
as it is now,
and again later.
Comes so fast,
don't know how,
brought you under.
Should or shouldn't,
can't comprehend,
just too twisted.
Would or wouldn't,
is this the end,
must her be a kid?
Able or unable,
difference please?
Can't even try,
am I even stable?
Deppressing ease,
I start a cry.
Happy or unhappy,
always changing,
never are same.
Is it all too crappy?
Just damaging,
only one frame,
love or obsession.
Both so alive,
can you tell?
Brings deppression,
from it I thrive.
No,
I'm not well.
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