Confusion Poem by emma 532

Confusion



sets in as the world twirls around me
sets in as my axis is tilted as I speak
as I think
in every direction... I don't know what..
to think...
to feel...
to do...

at the bottom
at the core..
is me..
as I relish in the confusion that I speak...

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