Puzzled Poem by andrue finley

Puzzled



as i sit there thinking, praying and wishing
that my life can be so much better,

but somehow it just keeps me guessing.

as i wonder, dream, and try to believe that my life is just a scene

but someone changes the script and i lose my all my sheen.

im in my weird shoes, im down in the deep blues, im lost in a clear sky, and my life just flies by.

but most of, im puzzled, why? ? ?

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