Puzzled Poem by Philip St. Cyr

Puzzled



I am so confused...yet I have it all figured out
Why am I searching...when I've long found what I've been searching for
My eyes appear open...yet my mind is not awake
I have dreams... while I'm not sleeping
I ask questions...when I already know the answers
Why do I continue to pursue that which I already have
I am so confused...yet I have it all figured out
I am puzzled...

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