I Know that you wonder and ask,
If I really mean all of the things that I write,
Or if all of what you read are my life experiences,
Or experiences of my friends and their friends.
Sometimes you wonder if I laughed while writing what makes you laugh,
Or cry while writing what makes you cry.
Sometimes you feel like I might die soon,
And other times you read from an immortal.
Other times you read and see yourself then wonder if I had been spying on you.
Just Know this;
All of your thoughts are true,
For they also are my thoughts.
All that you feel is right,
For I feel the same way too
All the answers to your questions are in the spaces of those lines,
Open your mind and read them,
You’ll find me inside.