Who knows me?
Whonknows what I go through?
Who knows my life?
Who knows my story?
...
Who knows...?
Nobody...
I never tell the whole story...
Just bits and peices...
Scattered...
Who knows which part goes where?
Who knows if I tell it all?
Nobody...
Never...
I have trust issues...
I tell one person these personal things...
"He's" kept them as far as I know...
Thats something thar scares me...
The fear of unknowing...
The fear of who knows...?
Who knows what I am?
Who knows how long I'm alone?
So many questions asked
So many go unanswered...
Who knows how many are asked?
Who knows how many go unanswered?
Who knows?
-E.G
YOU ARE READING
You know bits and pieces
Poetrythis story is for anyone who wanta to read it... it might be a trigger warning to some sensitive people. I'm sensitive. this is my life. it may spund like drama... but its all true. This is my life in the form of poems. Heart felt meaningful poems...
