A State of Confusion

With all the things you would be at
it's little wonder, dear,
when you wake in the mornings that
your thoughts are none too clear.

The memories of things long past
mixed with a muddled dream
contrive to make confusions last
- they're never what they seem.

So rouse yourself out of the rut
and take a firmer line;
You may be out of your mind but
You're never out of mine.