Confusion is the fusion

Things felt confusing. As if my life was just a big experiment waiting on a valid theory to emerge. I felt lost in my own mind, with thoughts creeping in my spine. The what ifs and the past; broke my soul and I felt like shattered glass. With no way out, and no way in. Lost in my mind and fearing time. Things were confusing and somehow I was fine.

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