Who?

I want to know

Who?

Who are they?

What are they?

Are they even human?

I know her name.

I know who her friends are.

I don't know her.

I've had conversations with her.

I don't know who she is.

What makes her?

What are her ideals?

Ideas?

Passions?

What does she have apathy for?

I'm too shy,

To even attempt or try

To learn this girl,

This mystery,

This puzzle.

Knowing her name

Is not knowing her.

Sure, I know what to say

When I address her,

But how should I feel?

Should I be happy,

That someone great exists,

Sad,

That someone exists

In a poor state?

Angry,

Were she a bully,

Infatuated,

Were she my definition of perfect.

Yet I don't know.

I don't know her.

I don't know how

How I should feel,

How she thinks,

Or how I can learn.