I haven't made a poem (free verse) in a while so I really want to make one right now....

"Confusion is a state of mind where nothing makes sense and the more you try to make sense of it the more you get confused.
Every moment the passes,
Every motion the clock makes,
Slowly going mad,
Your mind falls to pieces,
Piece by piece your world comes crashing down,
The road signs disappear,
Directions turn to scribbles,
Time keeps moving and you lose all sense of self determination,
Your head starts pounding...
You don't know where to start...
Your world, your self, your soul lay crumbled on the ground,
Too many pieces to pickup,
No instruction on how to put yourself back together,
Untill one day someone special comes along,
Holding a needle and thread,
To help you put the pieces back together again"
-By Vampira


this stage of my life is so confusing and most of the time I fell like I should be doing something else. Torn between many roads to pick. I don't want to have to choose just yet but I fear the time for decision making is coming but Iam not really afraid any more but confused at what I want to do!!!
Why can't life be simple and easy for once?