Confusion

I wish that I could explain my feelings I wish that I wasn't so misunderstood I was raised to hate the very thing that I love the one thing that I can identify myself with I feel that Im livin a lie I feel that if I share what is really true that I wouldn't have anything or anybody
Im trying to please everybody in my life but me
I feel self-sabatoged
Confusion is what I feel
Confused with my sexuality which is the make of a human being
Confused with my spirituality which is the makeup of my soul
Confused to make things that isn't is
I know that I love the very thing that I was made up to hate and I know that I hate the very thing that I love
Confusion is what I feel
I was at a point in my life that I was happy I was at a point that I made a choice to choose death within which gave me life only to me