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Paige in my world of make-believe |
*i wrote this poem while i was sitting alone, in a car that needed gas desperatly... i wuz very bored and had thought very long and hard about all the ppl i saw in their cars as i passed them on the freeway. grabing what paper i could find i wrote this poem down then added more onto it to make it... cooler... so, yeah, ENJOY!!*
YOU DON’T KNOW
You don’t know what I’m doing
When I’m home alone…
You don’t know what I do
When you aren’t there to watch me…
You don’t know what I did
To you that you will never know…
You don’t know…
You don’t know that I am looking at you
Sitting in the car with your girlfriend…
You don’t know that I know you
When I see you in the mall…
You don’t know I can see you
Sitting on the couch with the iPod blasting in your ears…
You don’t know…
You don’t really know what I’m thinking
When I smile and wave at you…
You don’t know what made me
Decide to write this poem…
You don’t know that I know
Exactly who you are and what you’re thinking…
You don’t know…
You don’t know that I am looking at you
When I pass you by on the freeway…
You don’t know that I think
You remind me of someone else, someone special…
You don’t know where I am right now
Or where I am writing this from…
You don’t know...
You don’t know what I do
When you aren’t here with me…
You don’t know that I am watching you
When you are ignoring everyone else completely…
You don’t know anything
About me or who I really am…
You don’t know that I see you
And that I am making up a story for you right now…
You don’t know…
You don’t know anything right now
And lets keep it that way……
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