Posted in Life, napowrimo, Poems, Writing

Always lost and always confused


I feel lost and confused all the time
like a child no more than five
all these problems
all the conflicts that come from nowhere
I cannot handle them
All I want to do is cry
I want someone to hold me and comfort me
I want them to say “It’s gonna be fine, baby doll. It’s all gonna be fine” then rub my head
but I’m not five anymore
and no one will do that for me
I’m nearly an adult
I can almost vote
no so close to drink
no would there be a point
I’m seventeen years old
stuck in between two worlds
one of inital learning
and the other of learned responsibility
I’m lost in a world of confusion and dismay
I’m just lost…..

Originally written September 29, 2003



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