confusion

I’ll just say my point of view
 
Rhymes are dancing here for you,
 
I got too much from where to write
 
But I can’t get one rhyme that’s right,
 
Its confusing to decide
 
What to say and to confide,
 
Which comes first and which comes last
 
Which best mix will give a blast,
 
So I let the pen get on its flow
 
To put best words right in their row,
 
And If some won’t make a sense
 
It means thought curd from condense.