And I guess
what we think
others think of us,
especially if there's
no proof,
is a reflection
and a realization
of what we think of ourselves.
YOU ARE READING
Little Black Notebook
PoetryDrowning in this incomprehensible, nonsensical darkness that tries to take over me, I release my filtered thoughts upon paper in an attempt to be set free.
Realization.
And I guess
what we think
others think of us,
especially if there's
no proof,
is a reflection
and a realization
of what we think of ourselves.
