Mixed Up
Mixed up, cornered and lost.
Questions.
Confusion.
Does she love me like I love her?
Sometimes good, or bad.
My journey causes me to overcome
to the newness of life.
Grasp this new beginning.
Everyone shall see.
No matter if her love is true,
I go on for me.
Copyright © Jewels Denyle | Year Posted 2015
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