Here I am in a confused state,
not knowing which way to go.
Everything seems to be falling apart.
Its no wonder I am feeling low.
The constant repetition,
is enough to drive you mad.
The misinformation and lies
are enough to make you sad.
And this hole they are digging,
gets deeper by the day.
Is it not what I have said.
Did I not say?
I wish they would spit it out.
Just tell the truth for once.
That they have been telling lies
and covering up for months.
Here I am no longer in a confused state,
Knowing which way to go.
Everything seems to be staying together.
Its no wonder I have this glow.
Verse: Sandra Kavanagh (c) .
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nicely woven confusion waiting truthful expression no one ner go second for fear has no home ground. Thank-you for reminding this aspect of life. Full score into my list.