Only By Strangers

I seem to want to be known Only by strangers I do not want those I most care about To know about my doubts and fears My unanswerable questions My despairing thoughts - I rather dream of the recognition of strangers Who perhaps can recognize in themselves Some of my questioning troubled thoughts - I want those I love To be better and happier than I am- I have however been wrong in so many things I may perhaps be a fool in this too- The false protection of others close to me Who might really know me much better than I believe And who care for me nonetheless-