You say
 you understand me.

But how can you?

I barely understand myself.

And yet,
 I want you to understand me.

But if you do,
 does that mean
 you’ve already decided
 who I am?

Or are you still listening?

I say,
 "You don’t understand."

You say,
 "I do."

I say,
 "Then tell me what I mean."

You do.

And I say,
 "No, that’s not it."

You say,
 "Then tell me."

I try.

But words shift,
 meaning bends,
 and what I thought I knew
 is now uncertain.

So, I say—
 "You don’t understand."

And maybe,
that’s the only way
to truly understand.