You read me...
You have my thoughts in your closed world
You know who I am, cause my thoughts are the truth
for you. You know my inner thoughts,
but you don't care. I can trust you
because you won't say anything,
not telling anyone.
Yet I am lying to you. My thoughts are just lies!
I forcedly feed my thoughts onto you. No choice is given.
The more I write, the more you have to know
You know my fantasies,
yet I know nothing about you...
(James Soderman, Original written 1996, Translated 2003)