Cry

It makes me want to cry
When I’m feeling so dry
I am parched
For I have marched
Day and night
It’s been a tough plight
I am not amused
I feel so confused
I did not want it to come in
This old and nasty sin
It takes me for a ride
Oh how I’ve tried
Not to let it in my life
Causing me such strife
“Be gone confusion!” I say,
“You are not allowed here today!”