What Do I Know Poem by Dan Brown

I’m sitting here, with my mind full of a thousand thoughts
and
I don’t know which ones to put down here.

I’m sitting here, with my mind full of a thousand thoughts
and
I know which ones you don’t want to hear.


I’m still just sitting here, going over what should be said
and
Done. I know it’s hard to bear.

I’m still just sitting here, going over what should be said
and
Done. You don’t know it, but you’ve stripped me bare.