Confusion Poem by William Ramirez

I hate this feeling of confusion. It’s just so weird. My thoughts just flooding my mind like gibberish in my head. Petty things worry me, important things worry me. I have a hard time straightening my thoughts. Well it’s not that exactly but it’s close. Most people don’t understand me when I say that, but some do. Those who do get me have that certain mindset like me. Those people understand me. Confusion gets me in so many ways. I lose my thoughts in this thing called confusion. Confusion makes all these little emotions pop up. I don’t know what emotions they are. It’s weird actually, it’s a mixture between lots of emotions, I don’t know where these emotions are or where they come from the jus are there. I just want to sleep and be free from this thing called confusion.