Gotta run here's a quick one..."Dazed and Confused"
  What is real..what is illusion?
why must I feel..this sense of confusion
is nothing ever crystal clear?
Must I listen to this voice I hear
Taunting me ever with shades of doubt
Get out of my mind I hear myself shout

Sitting here alone..head in hands
grasping at realities delicate strands
watching love as it slips away
wondering if I should beg you to stay

Of late so much has come to light
leaving me wondering who was right?
only this sense of confusion is real
illusory perceptions I try to conceal

From all who need me forever strong
they see me each day think nothing is wrong
but slowly my strength is draining away
as I struggle alone through each new day

surrounded always by those in need
I watch in silence as upon me they feed

I ponder these thoughts and more at length
desperately seeking some source of strength


Trent.....gotta run now..sorry for the rush...hope you liked it...



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