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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.
Written by shannonJane (Lost poet - Day dreamer)
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