You Think You Know Me

Johanna Shapiro

You think you know me
but you don’t
You think you know how to help me
but you don’t.

Does he hit you? You wonder
I don’t want to sound
like our former president
but I have to ask
What do you mean by “hit”?
Because it’s true he can be rough
but it’s not like
he’s beaten me to a pulp.

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