I'M Confused
Why should I worry
about the future,
When it's not promised?
Why should I worry
about the past,
When it's already happened?
Why should my soul be so troubled,
about the world?
Why can't I be relaxed?
Why should I worry?
Am I too concerned?
Do I seem uncomfortable here?
Do I seem unprotected?
Is it safe here?
Why am I here?
Did you put me here?
Where am I?
Who am I?
Do you know me?
Do I know you?
Do I know me?
Do you know you?
Do you have an answer?
Can someone help me?!
Copyright © Briana Richardson | Year Posted 2008
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