You say you want to know me
but what can I say
what can I tell you
when I have been there
for you
I have been an open book
for you the whole time
I have been free for you
to read all this time
and I have filled you in
with my words time and time again
but you never seem interested
and you don't seem to want
to try
what do you want to know
what else is there for me to say
and what is the point of saying it
if you will not respect it
if you will not read me
I don't understand
why you ask about me
when you didn't care
for me before
it is not as though
you asked about me
when I was with you
when you probably cared
more
than less
so why are you asking about me
YOU ARE READING
Reveries: A Collection of Poetry & Thoughts
PoetryReveries: A Collection of Poetry & Thoughts