Inconsequential
You think you know me,
or you wish you did.
So certain you can see right through
the eyes that stare.
You think I'm looking in a mirror,
you think I only see myself.
How do I tell you that
you're very badly mistaken?
I write because these are the things I could never say to your face. Take it or leave it.
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