To be quite frank with you,
I'm not good with talking to people.
I get nervous, and worried,
and overall a wreck,
cause somehow I usually end up ******* something up,
no matter what.

I don't know you,
you don't know me.
And I'm glad you don't know me,
if you knew what I've done,
what I am,
who I am,
You'd run.
But from one kindred (hm maybe not) spirit to another,
I'd like to give you the respect,
the love
that you undoubtedly deserve
but receive from songs.
I don't know you yet,
or enough really with your sparse and occasionally written poetry,
but,
I care.
I have no clue who you are,
but at the same time I do, with all your poems,
showing me the depths of your mind.

Either way,
I don't care who you are in real life.

I just want to say...
thanks, I guess.
For hanging in there, and being strong, at least for a little while.