Another thought, another mood
Another swing, and angry again.
For nothing. People remain confused
By me. It’s complicated, it twists ’round
It misleads. I think about why I feel
This way. “Why?” I lost to strength,
In a mess, in an unknown zone of
My mind. Lost, confused and angry.
Maybe this way, maybe that way,
Whatever way, I stay the same.
The whole year irritated
With myself, angry at myself
Angry with others, their words from the past
Haunt me, stay with me and I lose.
I ask “Why” and it’s all I can ask.
No answer; must do this alone
No matter how dark and lonely it is
I must find a way out, and feel ease.
I know this: time will tell, be patient
And answers will come to aid.
I must see this through soon,
So I ask “Why? Why do I feel like this?”
The question circles in my head, I confuse myself.
Frustration wells in my soul.
