Hidden Daydreams
How am I to know?
My life of which is made up of,
Scenes just seen by those of whom
Who do not know my daydreams
I am not known.
By witnesses to every act,
Knowing what I do and say
But do not know my daydreams
I am not known.
When every act that ever shows,
Shows to only those
Who do not know my daydreams
I am not known.
By understanding every thought
Of everything I’ve ever seen
Compiled in my daydreams
In my daydreams.
All I see are those whose acts I see with ease,
But never see their daydreams
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