Confusion

Am I sad?
Am I happy?
Am I satisfied?
Am I jealous?
looking so gloomy and empty,
with a gaze hotter than fire,
i stared at the sun for hours,
yet I can't feel my eyes blazing,
hearing strange voices in my head,
makes it hard for me to meditate,
I don't just know what I desire,
my heart is clouded with confusion,
I am submerged by my own emotions,
i feel like drinking some potion.
To relief the pain from confusion.

Grtest write.

This poem is about: 
Me

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