A Mess

My life's a mess
I don't know what to do
Confusion makes me
Life, I stumble through
My future, my past, all in between
Things not known to me
Things unseen
An indirect path is what I'm on
I pray to God for help in all
And hope things were right where I've gone
Life ahead is what I have
I pray that things will turn out in the end

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