Time as vicious as a psychopath
turning the tables
up side and down!
Vigilant,
Unpredictable,
Cryptic like a puzzle;
A riddle,
but oftentimes
a joke
a fool
circling inside your head
a product
of a wicked thought.

Countless faces in front of me,
belief and trust they’ve given me,
words of wisdom they’ve evoked,
spirits of my fear they’ve convoked.

Numerous failures I have encountered,
mistakes I have committed,
cloaked my sufferings,
left unshown on my face.

Always, I question myself,
who am I to believe upon?
I am confused,
I am in doubt.