Teddy temple


In Miasma of Confusion


Am swept away in the wave of emotion
Sometimes people gamble to live so i have to take caution
As i make right choices and avoid taking chances
But to the rhythm of life, my spirit dances

Don't know if am adding value to my life or wasting it away
For every step i make in a preferable way
Seems as though i lost sight
Of what's important to gain a new height

Don't know if am being capped or crowned
Maybe into trickery i've just drowned
This wish i made upon a star
Seems to be a curse and is leaving on me a scar

I've thought deeply than the flow of a fountain
Set my sight higher than the peak of a mountain
But everything seems to be an illusion
My life is full of confusions

Submitted: Wednesday, July 17, 2013
Edited: Thursday, July 18, 2013

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