If nothing had is nothing needed,
why is something wanted seen as greed?
Do we deceive our minds to avoid getting hurt
because we know the relationship will never work?
Is someone we need an example of greed,
because my acceptance to let you go fills me with need.
I don't quite understand how you once healed me,
but now it hurts like before, filling me with heat.
This hot-headed embarrassment I've once overcome,
this repetitive life where I wish I was done.
I go through this every day, gaining a scar on my heart,
If nothing is need and greed... then tell me where to start.
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