This feeling is confusing;
It makes me unsure
But I'll keep trying.

I have tried rethinking;
Maybe my clinginess is more
This feeling is confusing.

It is frustrating.
It's quite hard to store
But I'll keep trying.

Emotions aren't showing;
It's all a blur.
This feeling is confusing.

The interest might be fading.
Honestly, what for?
But I'll keep trying.

Is it true this feeling?
Or is it just a bore?
This feeling is confusing
But I'll keep trying.

H.

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Hey! *waves*

This is my first attempt at writing a villanelle. I put a lot of work into this but I'm unsure of how well the outcome is.

I'll appreciate feedback! As I know there's a lot of room for improvement.

Also, I know that the title 'Lucid' seems rather out of place for a poem that expresses so much confusion. That is actually the main reason I chose it, LUCID, the irony of the poem.

-B