Day 249

Day 6 — A stranger

You don’t know me. You take one look at me and think you know me. That you know what I like, who I hang out with and what makes me tick. You probably think that you are better than me, that you will achieve more than me and that I’m no one special. You think your own life is too busy to bother with being nice to someone like me.

You don’t really want to know me.

Which is why, stranger, you never will.