You know my name,not my story.
You have seen me smiling as bright as the sunshine,not seen me resting my face between my knees for hours on end.
You have seen me listening to Sia's "Cheap Thrills"and tapping my feet, not murmur Floyd's
"Wish you were here".
You have heard me speaking the truth when it was my mistake,not lying when the fault wasn't mine.
You have seen the bold and bright colors in my paintings, not the shades of black in my wandering soul.
You have seen the always elated me,not the gloomy me.
You have lived the frolic moments with me,not the terrifying nightmares that grow every day within me.
You have heard the random words I spoke,not seen the love for you in my eyes.
You know my name,not my story.