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confusion
Woke up with emotions mixing in my heart trying to find the right combination.
a smile with no hidden agenda
just there to lead one in the right direction.
with honest misconception.
all i have is an idea of clear skies
but reality is filled with cloud cover,
the stars are hidden and my perception
intercepts with day dreams
fogging reality, leaving me decepted
finding his name scribbled lazily in random places
bits of conversation noted, dotted with ellipses
but never finished because worlds
didn't collide long enough for those words to be written
fame didn't allow time to frame moments to exchange gifts
needing to be heard
because looks could be deceiving
and feelings could be faked.
wriggling my soul into the fertile soil
hoping you would hear my cry
and towards the sky, our tree would grow
with leaves of moments we shared in time,
branches made of memories
growing from a a stem of love
Woke up with emotions mixing in my heart trying to find the right combination.
Confusion yet another state of mind that I seem gladly to dwell in,
Lost and found but found lost
a smile with no hidden agenda
just there to lead one in the right direction.
with honest misconception.
all i have is an idea of clear skies
but reality is filled with cloud cover,
the stars are hidden and my perception
intercepts with day dreams
fogging reality, leaving me decepted
finding his name scribbled lazily in random places
bits of conversation noted, dotted with ellipses
but never finished because worlds
didn't collide long enough for those words to be written
fame didn't allow time to frame moments to exchange gifts
needing to be heard
because looks could be deceiving
and feelings could be faked.
wriggling my soul into the fertile soil
hoping you would hear my cry
and towards the sky, our tree would grow
with leaves of moments we shared in time,
branches made of memories
growing from a a stem of love
Woke up with emotions mixing in my heart trying to find the right combination.
Confusion yet another state of mind that I seem gladly to dwell in,
Lost and found but found lost
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