Traits confusion sadness

My lessons take time and they're always a smack in the face.

Today I put to bed being angry at confusion , the child in me can speak and think for herself now.

Today I put to bed being angry at confusion , I see the confusion and I now salute.

I salute you what I not understand, I say goodbye to wasted time on our hands.

Why must we go over and over.

Leave me to bleed in my confusion, leave me as you tease my pain.

Today I put to bed being angry at confusion , I cry instead and my heart ignited in flames.

Why Lord did you make my brain this way , why don't I understand simple things , no one listens when I say I think theirs something wrong with me.

Why Lord did you make me so delicate , yet so sharp like broken glass.

Why Lord am I asking you questions, when it's answers I'm searching for.

Today I put to bed the anger at confusion , I say no more to illusion.

Not my confusion.

Not my confusion.

Scorching in words , my words , this world .

I say goodbye and sit down the cry.

Some traits take time to replace , no more shall I be angry in the spells.

Not mine to dwell.

Not mine to dwell.

Rise them burning eyes, no more tears to cry yet thousands in his sight.