Confusion (For Lindsey)
I don’t deserve this punishment
But there is no escape
I used to bounce around this town
Like pixies on cocaine
But then confusion found me
Across its doorstep sprawled
It welcomed me with open arms
Into its life I crawled
My sadness is an illness
That only lets me cry
Infuriating anger
Has stole my will to try
So I stay here with confusion
And ask “Where did I go?”
It replies with “Where is she?”
Confusion doesn’t know
~Klare Annette 
