Tuesday, April 8, 2008

Attempted Poetry 2


You think you know me
But you don't and you never will
For hidden deep inside my soul
Is someone far more different than all you see
Do not be deceived!
For what you see is not always what it is
And I, I am not who I am
Or who you think I am.

To know me is to be me.
Experience my joys
Grieve my sorrows
Suffer all my pains
And you are wanting...

Feel through me
Speak through my lips
See through my eyes
Then, you shall meet my total being.
But no... never.
For you are not worth the person that I am.

- January 18, 1998 -

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