You know me too.
I keep doing these things.
I don't know what they are supposed to mean.
I stand in line and dance all the time.
Patiently waiting.
Honestly debating
whether or not I care.
Looking ahead, I blankly stare.
I finally turn around trying to find
something I just keep leaving behind.
I try to turn back around.
There is just space with no clarity or sound.
I shut my eyes and think of a lie.
Moments pass
while memories travel too fast.
I realize I never really knew you,
but I will always pretend I do.
Then maybe someday you
will pretend to know me too.
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