Why?
Why do I know you
so well?
Why do I love you
so foolishly?
Why do I know
when you lie
skillfully, shamelessly?
Why can't you hide
your crazy thoughts?
Why your way of being
so deceiving and dark?
Why you can love
like no one I know?
Why are you
so damn proud?
Time doesn't change
how you journey,
experience has taught you
so little.
Why can't I understand
who you really are
or justify your moves?
Why is there
so much hatred in you?
Are you running away
from yourself?
What makes you
do what you do?
I got so many questions
without a single answer.
And yet, I should know
because you are....me:
with no answer
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