You are complicated to figure out.
Just when I think I know what you will do next,
You change something and then,
I can't see what you will do next.
I try my hardest to understand you,
But I have come to the point where I will get a headache.
You act plastic and I can see your mask that you wear,
But it is invisible.
Understanding you is like going through a maze,
That changes directions.
I become confused,
And then it becomes hard to even understand what I am feeling.
My own emotions become a cloud of nothing,
And then I myself cannot figure my own self out.
So I have given up,
On understanding you.
Because though I love you,
It is not worth it.
Because it is like a game you play with me.
Just to do this to me.
No longer,
Will I try and understand.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem