Confusion

by Stephanie   Mar 15, 2007


There is confusion about school. There is confusion about life.
But confusion is something temporary. It never stays.

It clears up as age passes, just as swiftly as the wind.
It is something that disappears, down into the earth it descends.

Everyone gets confused, but never stays confused.
It unwinds, just as a knot that slowly gets loose.

What stays is happiness, misery too.
Those are some things you will never get through.

The love of family, friends as well,
It is something that everyone can tell.

Of those things there is not confusion,
Because confusion never stays.
And sometimes there is no confusion at all.

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