Latanya Hamblett


Confusion


Confusion
What is confusion?
Is confusion black as dirt
Or white as snow
Is confusion hot as fire or cold as ice
Is confusion hard as a brick
Or soft as a pillow
Is confusion bumpy like roads
Or smooth as your skin
Is confusion loud like a fire alarm
Or quiet as a mouse
Confusion
Confusion
What is confusion
No one will ever know

Submitted: Tuesday, February 28, 2006
Edited: Monday, July 28, 2008
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  • Greenwolfe 1962 (7/26/2008 8:36:00 PM)

    Confusion, is having the knowledge of thigs or the awareness of them and not
    being able to use your knowledge or awareness because you do not know the
    TRUTH about them.

    GW62 (Report) Reply

  • Goldy Locks (5/26/2007 12:24:00 AM)

    'Confusion is a word we have invented for an order which is not yet understood.'

    Henry Miller (Report) Reply

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