Often confused on a familiar journey.
Routine becomes a challenge.
Simple directions disperse in my brain.
Clarification leaves me tired.
Unfamiliar faces are speaking too fast
Words perhaps meant for me.
I struggle to grasp each floating word.
Confusion leaves me guessing.
Will time lend itself
And aid with my direction
Or run out before I recognize
The faces that speak to me?
Valerie FrameWork 