Not Surprised You Do Not Know Me

I am not surprised you do not know me.
For years our conversations have been about you.
Your likes and dislikes.
Your cravings and appetites.
Your opinions with judgements passed.
And your need to compete...
With my activities,
That affords you some kind of mental relief.

I am not surprised you do not know me.
Nor am I shocked to hear you say...
I do not understand,
A life lived your way!

You are right...
I don't.
And that is why you don't know me!
Nor do I have a need,
For you to begin that now!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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