Sometimes I'm confused
Which way to go
I don't want to get bruised
Some days I'm unsure
One sign says go
But the next sign is obscure
Often I'm not certain
What if I did go
Would I just be a burden
Times that I question
Could it mean go
Or is it just another lesson
Your eyes, they attract
Will they let me go
So hard when they distract
Your words, seem mixed
Do not pass go
My impression, so betwixt
Wanting some reassurance
When I finally go
That you will be my sustenance
©schizology
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