ConfusedA Poem by MaxwellHow can I stop doing what isn't right? I know I shouldn't be weak and fight How do you fight when you aren’t strong? How do I fight it if I would have to break a bond? I miss the days when s**t doesn’t mean s**t The days I had nothing to break or beat Now I’m all hooked on it like strings on a guitar What am I really doing? What are these strange feelings? Is this a sign that I’m going in the wrong direction? Or am I just being paranoid because of an erection? What’s wrong with me? I’m so confused Yet, so excited. Would it have been different if I had
refused? How could I have? I’m still weak I think I’m going to be sick I need you now. No more failures I want you now. I don’t want cures Think of this as my coming out speech I no longer want to drive myself into a ditch I want to be free with no regrets I want to see friends and feel filled like I just just ate I want to see my girl and smile Hug her and tell her how much I love her What more can you want in life? Just be yourself. Young, wild and free. © 2015 Maxwell |
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