Do you know who I am?

Well, how about where?

It’s ok if you don’t.

I don’t really care.

I know who you are.

I know what makes you tick.

I know what you’re made of.

And it makes me feel sick.

I know what you’ve done.

And I know what you’ll do.

You don’t have to understand.

I get that you’re confused.

What matters is this;

It’s time for all this to end.

Even if you don’t know me

Goodbye, old friend.