Confusion.

The tears that were once dropping down on this face
the shadow that is supposed to be mine
everything that is related to me
to the simple fact that what i used to be
is gone.

Vanished in the thunder
that struck my neighbour right next to me
the thunder of last night,
leaving the biggest damage and mess of the century.

So, what are all these things going through my mind frantically?
Till the day i decided looking in the mirror askin' ,
"where is the real me?"

What the hell is this meant to be?
One, two, three...counting
honestly,
it hit my mind, head
and finally, i was sure.

That day,
confusion was the thing
that knocked on my door and made me sink.