We never really know people do we?
We know ourselves, but then we do something we’d say we’d never do.
We know our friends, but then they do something we think they’d never do.
We know our family, but then they do something they say they’d never do.
We never really know thoughts do we?
We think of something, and then we forget.
We think of something great, and then it is terrible.
We think of something going right, and then it go wrong.
In the end,
Do we even know anything at all?