Bewildered

The more certain
I think I am,
the more bewildered
I find myself.
I thought I knew
which way was up
and which was down
but then they changed the rules.
I was so sure
I knew what I was doing,
where I was going.
When I look up,
I see that I’ve
been fumbling all along.
I get more lost
with each step I take,
yet I can’t help
taking another
and another.
Somewhere deep
inside myself,
I know I’d rather be
lost and moving
than standing still and found.

Prompt: Bewildered

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