confusion

coming to turms

whats this dream of incognito
why do i need that which is not yet certain hard to make work
i am scared of facts
the dreams that haunt me
i wonder why i am so selfish
can i change my world
what is it i want from life
how do you come across as a person without hinderance
lol why do i care
nothing used to matter now everything has consiquence
can this be me
when i look in the mirror am i looking back
so many things flooding the mind
simple questions going unawnsered
my hands move faster then my tongue
i can write whatever i want
wrighters block always one step closer
can i be the man i want
can i be honest with myself
pondering such question can only mean one thing
i am still searching
confusion, rage, and patience
boiled water eventually runs out
huh i wonder