Baffled Poem by Phil Soar

If I could drift along like others do
Disenchanted by the world around me
Looking like I haven’t got a clue
And baffled by the actions that astound me

If I could make my mind up to be cool
And not oblige these losers with my time
I would not feel I was the only fool
And drift off in this empty space of mine

If I could walk through fields of raw emotion
And not let anger self-seed in my brain
Would I be clear of doubt and the odd notion?
That nothing else would be the same again