You Don't Know Me

You don't know me

You don't know the first thing about me

You think I'm a good student? Hah!

You think I have friends? Hah!

You think I'm happy! Hah! Hah!

You don't know me at all

 

Who do you think I am?

Do you think I'm happy with this life?

No, I don't think so.

Better look again, deeper.

It's like a kaleidoscope, isn't it?

You don't know me at all

 

At first, I liked you because

You knew me so well

That you chose me over them

In the end, I hated you

You knew me so well

You chose them over me

 

You don't know me

And you won't miss me

You think I'm smart? Hah!

You think I'm nice? Hah!

You think we'll see each other again? Hah! Hah!

You don't know me at all.

 

You don't know me

You never knew me

My form is constantly changing

The only thing that remains the same

Are my brown eyes, watching the world

You don't know me at all.

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