puzzletive

PUZZLETIVE

Standing confused, dazed totally bemused

I think I’ve gone mad. May I please be excused?

Left perplexed, dumbfounded unable to speak

If nothing else, that is something quite unique

When logic takes an extended absence of leave

We are left faced with things that are hard to believe

Normal understanding and rules do-not apply

Do you try to understand or give up & wonder why

How can this be the voice inside your head cries?

However, when faced with the situation we can only surmise

Like an illusion things are not always, as they would appear to be

Even with our eyes open, it is not always clear to see

The situation presents and puts on a show, did that just happen?

I think I saw what I thought I saw but I’m damned if I know

Feeling embarrassed we pretend that we understand

Unwilling to admit we were fooled by tricks or sleight of hand

Overawed by the spectacular blinded by the glamour and glitz

More easily understood when broken down into bits

Looking outside of the box rather than believing what we see

Is the only way to set yourself puzzletively free?

Sometimes so confused my mind feels like a perpetual blender

Many things swirling around, I wish I could just return them to sender

To make sense of the things we experience and the things that we see

Is not always as easy as it would appear to be

Life is challenging in so many ways leaving you sometimes lost in a haze

Giving you nightmares and endless headaches that last for day’s

The answer is not always as at first we perceive, approach with doubt and caution

The answers are out there but we must always keep things in proportion