Why am I so confused about my thoughts, my feelings?
I think I have life all figured out and then I look around
and feel things aren't what I thought they were.
You walked into my life...made me think...made me love.
Then life happens and events occur that leave me wondering.
Why am I so confused about my thoughts, my feelings?
Maybe because life isn't suppose to be planned, controlled, explained.
Life is life.
What you make of it.
What you want of it.
What you need of it.
Life.
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