The Waves of Confusion

It's the confusion again. How come it happens each time I thought I was ready? Maybe the rational part is getting the better of me, or perhaps after a hell-ish week, I have some time to do a lil' thinking about stuff. The song on my blog truly fit me to a T.

I don't want it to be another rush, another bad decision, another mistake. Once bitten, twice shy. Twice shy, thrice shy-er! Ah well. How do I know if I'm really sure? Or is there really a time that I can really be sure? Or maybe I shouldn't be thinking this much.

Perhaps you can give me some reassurance. Maybe that is something that I need.