You know how they say: “Once I found all the answers to life, they changed all the questions?” Well, I’m done searching for answers!
I used to think giving up is a sign of weakness, but I know better now.
There will always be things we can’t explain, people we won’t understand and problems that have no solutions!
I don’t understand you, never have, and pretty sure I never will!
You don’t understand me either, regardless of how hard I try to be transparent in every little thing I say or do!
To make matters more complicated, I don’t understand myself when I’m with you: the pain I take, the humiliation you cause, the anger you nurture, the things I give up and the insecurity you spark…
It’s like a riddle; a sick one may I add, with no real solution!
No books were written about those like you, no poems composed, no songs sung, no studies done… In your own way, you are one of a kind; every exception to every rule!
Like a shaky, rusty roller coaster ride which I need to risk my life for going on every single time!