They Don't Know Me

by

Heather Nicole Luther

I sit in my room
And think to myself,
"I know they don’t know me.
They only know my picture on the shelf."

"They don’t know what I think about.
And they too don’t know what I feel.
They don’t know me inside,
They only know my outside banana peel."

"They focus on my looks,
And the comments that I make.
But none of them care to know me internally,
But they want to know what’s fake."

"They wish to know what things I’m into
And what I like to do.
But other than things like that about me,
They do not have a clue."

"They don’t know what I think
And they don’t know what I see.
And the only thing they see, about me,
Is what they think it should be."

"But do any of them care to know me
Like they know themselves?
But I don’t think this is even possible
Because I barely know myself."

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