Do you really know me?

Do you know my middle name?

Do you know if I like coffee or tea?

Do you know if I like gardening?

Or do you even wish you knew me?

You spend so much time with me,

One would assume we share our lives.

But do you really know me?

Do you know how I feel when I’m alone?

Do you know how I feel when I’m with you?

Do you know how I feel about myself?

I’m an emotional person.

My feelings are bigger than my body and my head is locked with a key.

That key is lost.

It’s waiting for someone to find it.

And when they do,

You’ll know if you ever really knew me.