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Confused


By Brigitte Gastel written April 3, 2026 on Sunset Beach, Florida
I am quite confused*
        About emotions and feelings in my heart
Strongly moving towards something*
        What seems to be part
Of my life *

Still so young*
        And despite my womanhood
So innocent and trustful*
        Searching and reaching out
Overlooking facts*
        Ignoring my past experiences

        Intelligence cannot conquer
My wishful thinking*
        My mind means nothing
It is my soul which reveals loudly*
        The pain of wanting to be loved
And loving back*
        What's worthwhile
Without constant pressure*
        Truly coming to the point
Where I have to decide*
        Whether it is right
To become involved*
        In a special situation
Which had no beginning yet*
        No particular directions set
Hanging in the air*
        Nowhere
Yet a possibility*
        Of anything happening at this moment

        What can I do
To see my way through*
        To find the answer to my questioning
To start a beginning*
        Regardless of all the warnings
To get hurt or hurt someone-else*
        Because this is not what I want
Happiness and honest fulfillment*
        Can it be done
Without being taken advantage of? *

Lately I am being pushed by others*
        Not strong enough to put my foot down
Accepting anything -though with a frown-*
        I got off the road I had been walking on
Too many sidetracks -Too many problems-*
        I appreciate the fact of people loving me
Yet with a demand I can't figure out*
        How it came all about
All of a sudden to be jailed*
        And a question arises in me
Where have I failed? *

I realize two men caring about me*
        The struggle of wanting me to be
What? -I really don't know-*
        Friends and Lovers can be very close
Walking on a thin line*
        A relationship so divine
But my inside has fired back*
        Not because of revolutionary ideas
Or a way out of confusion*
        I guess I am just not ready yet to settle down

        The wings of a bird are expanding
Like Jonathan Seagull's story I have read*
        And my wings are growing and growing
Don't people say it takes a master*
        To tame a free bird?
Where have I heard*
        Of being free and tame at the same time?

        Of the sparkling sunshine
And soothing moonlight upon me*
        The stars glittering in my eyes
A man's hand touching my face*
        It can be done, I know
Just have to take it slow*
        But without music I am nothing
Who is able to hear the sound*
        The rhythm, vibrations and pulse,
The beat and melody*
        Is anyone able to see
That this is life*
        At least to me?

        Something is blocking my mind
I am not too blind*
        To recognize the feeling within myself
It's sort of pushing away the original thought I had*
        When I started to write all this down
It is so hard to explain what I feel*
        Yet it is so incredibly real
That I am reaching out for another person*
        Despite the difference of our age
Which doesn't mean nothing anymore in our times *

But if he brings me happiness*
        Please wish me the best
Though I am frightened like a child*
        A gentle hand can wipe away my fears
An understanding heart dry away my tears*
        Maybe he is able to help me
And in return I will be*
        Myself again
And ready to give him my best*
        In a meaningful relationship
You just have to invest*
        To make things work out
Dreams can become reality*
        If you are not too blind to see,
Right? *