Confusion
Steve G
January 20^th, 1998

Confusion has set into my mind;
confusion has not been treating me so kind.

It has set in because of a long haired beauty I know;
as I am sure that he is well above that of the average Joe.

As I endeavor to grant his request for space;
my tensions are building at a most frantic pace.

I feel that our potential is so very great;
that is is so hard to leave our future to mere fate.

I have done my best to be a source for his inspiration;
but my desires have led me to worry about potential disintegration.

Confusion has set into my mind;
confusion has not ever treated me kind.

There is just so much that we have in common to share;
how can I not help but to so very much care.

I know that he is the object of my desire;
for why else would my heart be engulfed in a raging fire.

Some have told me that I should just go ahead call him;
but I fear digging myself a large hole of which to fall in.

At this point I feel that we may both need some inspiration;
I know myself that I am deep in consternation.

From him I do so very much wish to hear;
as to me his words are always so very dear.

Confusion has set into my mind;
confusion I hope has not lead me to be blind!