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Potential For Prosperity

You Don’t Know

Page 34 of 1192 min read
Written
July 21st, 2019
Album
Stuck in My Mind

You act like you know me

You show me you told me

You tell others all this bull

You don’t even care about the pull

Is it your goal

To hang from this pole

To put a massive hole

Right into my soul


You act like you know who I am

You gotta be kidding me that’s a total sham

You’ve just been trying to jam

All this information in your head that isn’t even true

And how could you?

Not see at least if you really knew


You don’t know

You don’t know me

How could you not see

Change is such a bee

It happens and it stings

Then you just have to Adapt to things

You don’t know

You don’t know me

Me, me, me


Hate to break it to you

But it’s been awhile

You can’t put me on trial

You don’t know the last thing about all my files

Apparently we just weren’t the style

Left me that last smile

And yet that left me in the dark with my own file

Reading all into my dark trials

You’re Like a child

Without even really asking

You just think that’s how I work

Or what I’m worth, or even maybe that I’m a jerk

Why can’t you understand why I’m just a little hurt


What you say

Doesn’t go away

You know you haven’t changed

You went through a

Different thing


You don’t know

You don’t know me

How could you not see

Change is such a bee

It happens and it stings

And then i have to just lock myself up with a key

And write down my feelings and sing

You don’t know

You don’t know me

Me, me, me


But hey

After all that time

You can’t come and accuse me of a crime

You can’t come back and say you know me

That you can show me

How you can own me

That’s how It works

I change as much as Im changing shirts


It completely shows

Just opened up

It’s time to close

Just told you what’s up


You don’t know me

Just take a knee

And truly see

That I’m not someone you can really read

It’s why I write

It’s what I fight

Just let me be….


During a time when everyone kept telling me how I act. They talked to me like my life was easy like they knew who I was. Boy do I remember that feeling. I was enraged, and believed I deserved justice. I sat down and wrote again, now this feeling is becoming more familiar. I write this and it is the first time I fell in love with the mic drop ending. I felt this song more than any others. It was new and creative. My lyrics becoming more poetic and connected. It also includes a small chorus that I added far after I wrote it when I was experimenting with my talents. It ended up pretty good.

The longest stretch of the book, and the loudest. Most of these carry a date and an album.