Puzzled!
Many dreams and aspirations
Stop dead in my tracks I’ve lost my inspiration
Incidents I question
Where to go now I have no direction
You don’t trust me why am I still here
Beautiful as the sun I’m blinded by your glare
Having a hard time writing
Sleepless nights I stay up crying
Things I rather not address
Short come circumstances my life is in a mess
Maybe I should give up
Momma didn’t raise a quitter
But she said I’m a people pleaser
We were lovers, had break-ups, we’re the very best of friend
Wrong choice of words no more do-over’s only the end
In terms of my emotions I tried to be cautious
Now you tell me (what you feel) I stick around probably because of my conscious
Sigh …… I don’t what else to do
Time for me to stop believing; fairy tales don’t always come through
poem by Anita Khelawan
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