Where We Never Look--The Forgotten Places

Shocked

To find, to hear, and to see,

All along what you thought of me.

It's shocking, indeed, I will not lie.

Going to bed sleepless to cry.

Worried about you had thought of me that day,

Knowing I want to to change everything I say.

Now, to know the truth, to know that I am one of you,

A little, at least; some of it, at least; that must be true.