There’s a place where confusion and confidence collide.
Keeping secrets locked away within ourselves,
Because being hypocritical is worse than being honest.

It’s not easy to admit when you are wrong,
And finally seeing the truth laid out is a death sentence.
Earth-shattering revelations prove your own fallibility,
Causing you to question everything you’ve ever known.

I thought I was done with the confusion.
This battle should have been over years ago,
But now I find myself spiraling back into uneasy waters
And I don’t know where I’m going to land.

I’m lost in a forest I haven’t seen since I was a little girl.
The trees seem taller and the light looks dimmer.
The old path is covered, missing,
And I don’t know how I’m going to get out again.