It seems like,
people think they really
know me.
The problem is,
they don't.
Not unless they really
care.
Where my life is only shown
in the words I write.
No one really cares about
what I write,
so how does one know me?
I try to share my work,
not for my work's sake,
but because it's me.
It's clear and conscious
side of me,
raw but polished.
Where people don't get lost
with what I say
or how I speak.
My words are known,
meaning you could know me
only if you cared.
Jan 20, 2014
Jan 20, 2014 at 12:38 PM UTC
It seems like,
people think they really
know me.
The problem is,
they don't.
Not unless they really
care.
Where my life is only shown
in the words I write.
No one really cares about
what I write,
so how does one know me?
I try to share my work,
not for my work's sake,
but because it's me.
It's clear and conscious
side of me,
raw but polished.
Where people don't get lost
with what I say
or how I speak.
My words are known,
meaning you could know me
only if you cared.