Unsure

So many people, with so many names,
So many unsure people,
Along with so many unsure thoughts,

To see these thoughts would be unwise,
Similar to something,
Something unclear,
Something destroyed
Something leaving you hurt and in pain,
As if a hurricane stormed through their minds

Sometimes I wish to see these thoughts,
All of these unsure thoughts,
Of all of these unsure people,
But then I remember to see my own,
So many things unsure,
Would all be mixed in with everyone else’s
All of it so jumbled, so puzzling and unclear.

To see these unsure thoughts,
The ones from the unsure people,
Would certainly drive me insane.
So I just stand by and wait.
Waiting.

Waiting for some unsure person to become sure,
Waiting for some unclear thought to become clear,
I know it will not happen to those who surround me,
Nor shall it happen anytime for me.