More To Me Poem by Nica Ziemann

More To Me



To the stranger, I am just another nameless face
Unnoticed, unaknoweledged
Unconcerned, he keeps walking
But there is more to me

I am feelings
I am thoughts
I am opinions, dreams, ideas

The stranger is just another nameless face
Drifting through the crowd
Who are they really?
I will never know.

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