What you think about me
ain’t got nothing to do with me.
Your “idea” of who you think I am
does not measure up to who I really am.
The only thing you think
you know about me are the things
I have allowed
to trickle down into your direction.
I don’t know you,
I haven’t been putting in the effort.
I’m not gonna lie,
I’ve heard some things about you.
Are they true?
I don’t have the slightest idea.
*this is a universal issue, starring me