Nobody Knows Me

Nobody knows the thought that goes through my mind. Nobody knows the truth of who I am. See I am what I am, what I'm not I'll never be. Freedom? I'm far from being free. Birthday feels like a burden, birth of one of uncertainty. Death looking over my shoulder in place of a placeholder. Being pierced by a thousand needles can't be compared to this pain Needless to say, I'm neither here nor there. Nobody in my vision, but that one person is vivid I try not to become heartless so I just use my heart less Nobody knows me, I'm singing a tune but not in tune. Trying to paint a picture, but not picture perfect. Anything gain can be lost, not everything present was in my past. Everyone moves on to a better cause. Is it written that I'll never be forgotten? For every good fruit has to get rotten.