What and Why

I never begged it,

Never was I taught.

But I returned it for sure,

A debt that I was taught.

What is Love?

Never understood at all,

Still gave a muse,

Never got it return at all.

Should I expect it?

Never was I taught.

Is it only for divines?

And duty for nobles?

Is it when you are happy?

Or when you care none but them?

Was I only the unworthy?

Appears true, sadly.

It is meaningless I guess,

Unfair trade for comfort,

To escape cage of despair,

Oh love, am I the one insane?