Confusion...that's my life. Confusion. That is who I am and what I am. Confused.

You know, I love to be confused because it leaves a haze around me and I can't get it completely cleared. Maybe I don't want to. I don't know.

"Whatever tomarrow brings I'll be there with open arms and open eyes, whatever tomarrow brings I'll be there, I'll be there!"

I'm bored, confused, overwhellmed, stressed...and a bunch of other things.

Too much going on lately. Good thing I have my music.

Well here is a poem...seem how this is for my poems. Figures huh!

If I Died Today

If I died today

What would my friends think?

Would I get a chance to say

How much I love them?

If I died today

Would my enemies feel guilt?

Do I have any favors to pay,

Or any dates to forfill?

If I died today

Would I have any last requests?

Or anything to think or say

To the world?

If I died today

Would I be in someones loving arms?

Or on my death bed I would lay

Withought a single soul around?

If I died today

Would there be any tears in my eyes?

Today would be my last living day,

If I died today.

© Crystal Irish

Well there you have it. My wonderful poetic poem. I hope you enjoyed it. I better get working on my homework.

~Crystal~