𝐏𝐨𝐞𝐦𝐬 𝐂𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

ABSTRACT

ABSTRACT

I don't understand myself too
That's why I couldn't blame you
When you said, "You're so difficult, I'm tired of you"
I'm tired of myself too
But I can't leave me the way you do
I can't turn my back against me— it's true

If you can read my mind
You'll see splash of colors
On a plain white sheet
And a bucket of dark ink
Were unintentionally poured into

My mind is an abstract and even I,
Myself takes time to understand
The meaning behind the art
And you never tried
I almost died
You didn't care about the chaos I have inside

It makes you bored
Seeing those weird lines
Confusing patterns and shapes
You hated the colors and the shades
You turn your back
Saying, "It doesn't make sense"
Difficulty seems so intense

My heart is an abstract too
Unsaid words and hidden feelings
Were clearly scattered through
You can't recognize my gestures
What I meant when I say,
"I kept our pictures"

The masterpiece is finally done
Baby I thought you're the one
But I am an absolute abstract
Both my mind and my heart
And from the very start
You've never been interested in art