You know all that you think you know, <br /> So does the entire world. <br />It will differ from day to day, <br /> Sometimes you won't get your way. <br />Me, I am forever confused, <br /> I never did know what I felt. <br />Every time I should be glad, <br /> I think it is jealousy. <br />Ironic that you come along, <br /> Must you tell me what I feel? <br />How can you know much more that I, <br /> If all that is known is what we think we know?<br /><br />Nathaniel DeMay<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/so-confused-with-only-one-question/
