Thoughts of confusion
swirl around in me,
wondering what to do.
What is this hold
taken over me,
I don't know what is true.
A steady stream
of wondering,
so much it clouds my mind.
Most times my heart
feels torn in two,
I don't know what I'll find.
I look and look
to search and see,
to find out what is me ~
but all I know is
all I feel,
and it swirls around in me.
Nancy Winter-Miranda
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