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I like something and want it And yet I don't. I can't tell what's Killing me inside, so I keep quiet. Am I who I'm Supposed to be? I'm trying to make sense of the war that is Going inside my head, and the more I think, the more confused I get. I am A mess of unfinished Thoughts. If only life Had a map for me To follow. Then I would Know where I should be Headed. If only my life Was not a one big "I Don't know". Have I fulfilled The reason for Me to be alive?
I'm confused Of my present, am I Doing what's right? I'm Also perplexed for my Future, will I be able To succeed?
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My Life...Is a Question Mark (?)
PoetryLet me just tell you that, 1 year ago, i wrote this poem out of frustration. Back then, I hated myself, i was confused, and tired. What i did not know was, life has just begun. There's so much more to learn, to go through, to bear. I can't give up j...
