Anonymus
Confused
Con-fused
An inexplicable word yeah?
Confused
Honestly it's the only word I seem to use
How are you?
Confused
How has your day been?
Confusing
I'm not oblivious you see
While pedestrians think of dandelions
I think of the way we're made
The composition of the human body
Odd you may say
I think so as well
Days go by and meteors take over
Distant crashes of the brain here and there
Blinded and oblivious to the world
You may say
"What is she on about?"
Are you confused now?
Because I am.
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