Lost Confusion

how come i have just the luck of a confused person?

how come this world has to find some way to fuck with my mind?

i think about day and night

i wish it would just stop

i hate being confused

i hate being denyed the actcess to my own mind

i hate always wondering "why?"

love me or hate me.........

thats your choice

don't hate me cause i'm me and won't be what you want me to be

i don't like wondering what that meant

nor the thought of losing something good

this life can be a bitch so just deal with it

deal with the broken hearts and the words un-said ,

but most of all..........

deal with the voice inside your own head