Confusion

Confusion rules the brain, chaos rules the world.
Does it not stand to reason that all is lost and out of control?

We strive to make order in a world where order cannot exist.
Where time becomes the ruler of all.

When we live by the hope of what will come in time.
In time we hope we can find a way, a solution, a means to an end.

An end to the chaos of life. An end to the confusion.
Wouldn't the world be a simpler place if everything stayed in its place and time.

We would all be bored sick after a while.
Dreading what we strove to reach.

If we reach the end of the rainbow, do we find all the answers?
Or do we just find more questions?