Muddle

Sometimes its hard to think

And make the right decisions

There are times you feel

You’ll reach nowhere

Thoughts can mortify

A timid soul;

And you feel it’s best

Not to think at all

A mind in turmoil

Is worse than fear

In fear there is comfort;

A notion of the terror

To dread or dare

At times you feel

That all is lost;

But does it help

If you cry alone/