CONFUSION
BY: LIZ HARDIE Confusion, each day you look at yourself That is all you see Why are you here, are you pretty enough Are you fun to be around, why the dull personality Constant confusion in your head Are the new meds working, do you even need them Everyone keeps saying you do, you guess you agree Sadness consumes you, around others you force a smile or a grin Confusion, thinner, chubbier, thinner, chubbier, is…