Confusion of a Self
Confusion of a self
It feels better just to lie
Instead of searching through the past
For answers that have died
Confusion of a self
A denial of your truth
You know everything that’s happened
Your loneliness is proof
Confusion of a self
An inside hoard of pain
With overwhelming emptiness
Sadness through your veins
Confusion of a self
There’s no changing it now
You have to let it go
It doesn’t matter how
Copyright © Destiny Biron | Year Posted 2006
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