Utter Confusion Poem by Sarah Sisson

Utter Confusion



I am as confused as one can be.
I know I must accept things
that don't feel natural. I am my
own enemy. Am I false?
Can I make myself listen to reason?
When decisions are hard, I hear
the faint laughter of malice.

Copyright 01-06-2009 ©® Sarah Sisson

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