What do I do?

Dear Confusion,

Why must I spend my days lost in your perilous and foggy woods?

Unable to decipher the calls of friend or foe.

Unable to read the signs clearly telling me where to go.

Why must I hold myself back at every twist and turn?

As if I just want to cause myself to collapse in frustration,

And wallow in the fear of not even knowing my destination.

Why must I be so afraid to break the cycle?

Even though I know it's the only way to get an answer.

Yet here I am going in circles like some sort of dancer.

Confusion, PLEASE tell me why it's been 17 years and yet I'm still unable to answer the question:

"What do I do?"

Sincerely,

Ez