Confused

Complicated with anticipated,
with harsh words to say.
You confuse my core.
You confuse myself.
You confused, me.
I cry for joy,
but not because I want too.
But, it eases everything,
I wonder why this is happening.
The truth is,
why are you here?
Why am I here?
I refuse to meet and greet you in the journey.
The revenge has been hit.
I truly do not understand,
your way of thinking,
but it makes me sick.
I can change you,
but I can move away.