Me confused

At times it seems like there is no end in sight
At times it seems I am all right
At time the silence is too loud to bear
At times I am glad I have nothing to care.

There are the ones who know where they are heading
The ones who know what is good for sure
Is my jungle of free thoughts a blessing
Is it a disease i seek a cure

There are questions to be answered
There are things to be done long over due
As I wallow in the thoughts of things beyond my grasp
Life seems to be slipping through
I am confused