Imagining me...

So u wanna play peek-a-boo n not tell me who u are... As u read along with words that have touched my heart... Keepin quite like I don't know u are there... Or even if I've gathered enough nerve to show that I fuckin care... That depths have been dug n I find them emotion yet to be filled... As ur own eyes goin from word to word can't hold still... Lil screen peeker u must be waiting on ur moment to tell me what u think... Listenin to how I express myself in ur head tryin to imagine my voice n the way I breathe... Say something n let yourself be known or lip sync what comes from my head... Takin to yourself as u keep comin back each letter is being spoon fed... Hey u.!. Can u hear my truths.?. Rippin from my chest faster then I can put them out in the open where air can dry them up... Lemme know if it's the way I speak of the pain or if it's the way with life in so in luv... Here within these writings hidden from others that do not seem to care if they exist... What brings u to my story dropped with the clarity of wits.?. My curiosity is jus a piece of what it is I find a mystery... How is it u imagine me.?.