Guessing games plague all of us with mysterious rules known only to the person who has made them up in their own minds, and been ruled
by emotional turmoil in their lives since childhood.
We all suffer from this abusive circumstance put on us, with no way out if we want to continue loving them and having them in our lives.
Solutions can be found to make things easier for all of us.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem