things to ponder

[kckatie]

reverberate
i've given up on being famous
but somehow have gotten well known anyways
everywhere i seem to turn another
vaguely familiar face seems to knows my name
i always feel a tinge of guilt
when i can't remember them
but they obviously remember me
and yet
i always find myself wondering
if it's really me they see
or if i'm really just a rumor
brought to life from another fantasy
and i just happen to have the same face
as the girl they keep mistaking for me
i know so many people through people
indirectly through varying degrees
and some reach such great distances
that even i haven't heard of them
but they somehow still know me
or at least the girl with that face
that they have heard so much about
is it possible the truth is that i only exist
in other people's minds and tongues
because once it's gone through the grape vine
it doesn't really matter what i've actually said and done
and the only character i'm left with
is playing the part of that one girl everyone seems to know
many people can say they've met me
or seen me a few times walking by
but the sad part is few can say they really know me
i can't even say that i can
without admitting that might just be a lie
that i tell myself in hopes to be
a little more dimensional and interesting
with all the great expectations
that i like to build up in my head
i'd like to stand on the edge of a canyon
and scream into the open space below
so that it might prove i'm not a figment of imagination
if i can sit and listen to the echoes
of that one girl everyone seems to recognize
who talks to herself at night