You seem to know me very well
You've learned to adapt the system of my character
But you don't know me well enough,
neither I am with you.

You seem to have cope with my many moods
You seem to know how to handle my irrational being.
You seem to have accepted my eccentric personality.
But you don't know me well enough,
neither am I with you.

I am the cause of my being this
I am the reason of my unhappiness
Not the circumstances nor the situation
Not even you.
Not yourself, not your actions.
Just me.

Forgiveness is not acceptable.
For there is nothing to forgive
Not on your part, but on mine.

I am unexpected...
Somebody hard to cope up with
Incomprehensible.
Nobody can easily understand...
Even I,
myself.

(January 17, 2001)