Directed CONfusion

 Has one Imotionally
Invested
Every thing
That you have
That is You
Into all
Those Beliefs
Your
Faith

One Believed
One Didn't Need
To check the backgrounds
The rhythms
Of their speech
Nor the feelings of the the Signs
That faintly glow
In the mists of Your Life
You became Lazy
You didn't Secure
A chain of knowledge
That ties proberbilties
With what you think
One ignored
One's Own intuition
And went with the flow
Of Other people's
Perseptions on life

And Now
In One's quiet times
You Pay the Price
The Psychological Pain
Of not Understanding
Which way

Do I Go