Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Stranger to Me

I keep thinking it is so strange

That others get to know me and

They say that I had better change.

I cannot really understand,

Because I know myself so well,

Through all the ups and downs I've had.

I'm in best position to tell

That who I am is not so bad.

And I keep telling myself so,

Listening to the others not,

Because myself, I ought to know

Better than others, so I thought.

I know everything about me,

So why a stranger do I be?