Sometimes, I just don't understand.

I don't understand how I got to this place . . . . .

. . . . . nor why this lump in my throat never goes away.

I don't understand how I have so much to say. . . . . .

. . . . . but can't find the right words to speak out.

I don't understand how some things could go gray and hazy. . . . . .

. . . . . nor why this confusion in my head never clears up.

And with so many roads ahead . . .

I wonder just where to go from here.