YOU KNOW NOTHING OF MY LIFE
I WANT TO JUST SCREAM & I WILL JUST SCREAM I don't owe you an explanation but I thought I'd share one. your outer eye cannot see what hurts inside, inside of me you say I'm "fine"? pause. wait... did you and I dine? last time I checked... you knew nothing of my life OH WAIT you've heard those whisperings... so once again, you know nothing of my life. you cannot tell me, I have an elevated confidence. do you see what I think when I look in a mirror? you cannot tell me my life is perfect. do you know what I come home to? you cannot tell me I get everything I want. have you seen the grit. the time . the heart. the tears . you cannot tell me you know my life! when you haven't taken more then a mere second to ask. to talk. to dine. you can see the cover of this book, and it may be "fine" in all reality this book. may be on a higher shelf... but because it has a story worth sharing. a sto