In a society where thoughts collide,
Confusion dances, worlds divide.
A whirlwind of puzzled minds,
Seeking truths that are hard to find.

With furrowed brows and troubled hearts,
We long for clarity, a fresh new start.
But confusion, it plays its game,
Twisting logic, bursting frames.

Yet amidst this tangled sphere,
That little voice whispers near.
Rejoice, it cries, in the chaos' embrace,
For confusion holds a special place.

Sometimes it is the catalyst,
To unravel secrets, to persist.
To navigate the winding path,
And unveil the knowledge, escaping...