Confusion

¡Hola!
Hace rato, no mucho, encontré este pequeño escrito en una de mis libretas olvidadas y cómo el insomnio osa atacarme por vez consecutiva en esta semana... aquí está:

Confusion:
So many things in a word. You don't know what to do, you don't know what to say. Your thoughts fly on your mind but they don't stay in once place, and even if they do, they aren't clear.
You look for reasons, then you look for acts but they refuse to come to your head. Lied in your bed, looking at the roof, seated in the grass watching how it grows, looking at the stars when it gets dark. You look everywhere hoping to get an answer for what you're passing through.

But that answer doesn't come that easily, not after thinking and thinking all over again what you did or what you could do. You try to give up, you give up at the end... but then you start thinking and you realize it hadn't stayed in the past and it comes to torment you once again. The same happens and you're still... confused.

Sip, eso es casi todo, algo agregado ya que al transcribirlo llegó la inspiración pero ahora se ha evaporado. Bien... no llegan palabras a la mente, no más de las que quisiera yo agregar.
¡Buenas noches! . . . -ana mira al reloj y se da cuenta de que es la 1:48- ok... repitiendo...
¡Buenos días!