State of Confusion
I wish I knew where I was going
But I don't even know where I've been
If I knew how to find the ending
I might know where to begin
I'm not lost I'm just confused
That's where I think I am
I know I sound forgetful
But what if that's the plan
I make up my mind at least twice a day
And I can't even make my bed
That says a lot about me I'm sure
Or what's lurking inside of my head
Ok now you can all stop laughing
And pointing your fingers at me
I Live in a state of confusion
And I think I'm happy to be
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