Confusion...
it's a feeling,
of not understanding things.
...or not wanting to.
Doubt is not believing,
..or just not understanding.
To doubt,
you had to once believe,
like i believed you truly loved me,
that the lil hugs and kisses,
were real.
But i doubt that now,
doubt that you truly loved me,
and that you really cared.
And now that i doubt,
i am Confused,
Not understanding if i should trust my heart,
or the words of a friend.
But all these emotions,
can cause pain,
cause hatred,
cause guilt.
All these things can cause a lot,
mostly the thought that I'm not good enough.
that no one cares,
or understands me.
Everyone lies,
No Truth ever told.
So Finally the point
of this pathetic poem.
all these things can cause a lot,
but mostly can cause,
one to harm them selfs.
