My problem with me
is the problem of mine
of not knowing
the Problem I have
and I am still suffering
without knowing why
This sweet suffering
started with you
crossing my view
and that view hitted me
somewhere beside my eyes
may be, heart-- guess why
that is where my problem lies
its normality is gone
Also may be mind
ask me again--why!
I lose myself
when I am with you
I lose myself from me
To find myself in you!
My problem with me
is the problem you give
by not knowing
the problem I have
with you; around you
without you; among everyone