The Watchdogue

I know who you are.

I encounter you every day. In the classroom. Where you live. At work. On the street.

You try and cover up behind your clothes and your makeup. Fool other people into thinking you’re someone you’re not with phony words and smiles.

But I know the sort of person you are. I understand what makes you tick.

Because I can see you. The real you. Down to your very soul. There’s no use trying to hide. I’m watching you.

And the best part is, you don’t even know it.

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