Confusion

My confusion is not your fault. My confusion is what makes me, but in a way what breaks me. My confusion makes me unhealthy and needy. Different people confuse me in different ways. Friendship, family, love, desire. I worship them all.
So please dont hate me for being confused. My confusion is a battle for my own...

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Its ok. When I get confused, I just visit the attic. Lots of fun things to do there.