English Poetry

Confusion

There is a song I like
Speaks about peace and love
Every time I hear it,
I start singing.
Even though I am not peaceful
Even though I am not in love…
Maybe I am.
But I don’t want to admit it to the world.
To myself.

I am confused.
Always questions in my head.
Why you?
Why you appear in my dreams?
Why are you so significant for me?
Why?

I am confused.
Maybe if I kiss you,
I will find the answer.
Or maybe, be even more confused.

God, help me…

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