What do I do?
I'm so confused
How can I do the things I do
To you
I'm only spilling my heart out
On paper
I'm best revealed
To you
Misinterpreting design
So you can't tell
I'm speaking to you
Directly to you
What about now?
My mind is blind with want
My future is a design not yet created
In the works
For now I just write
Hoping
Praying
That these word are
Understood
Not by the masses
By myself
To you I hopefully write
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