With Strangers

Brilliant Zvikov! I'm stunned at the canny observations of why the company of strangers can be so much easier than those that know 'too much' about us. :-) x
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First off, great poem!
It feels to me like there is something extra-special about this poem.
"For they know too much
And yet they know too little"
these lines were very thought provoking in my opinion. They seem so true, and yet I can't explain what seems so truthful in them or what they remind me of.
"Of what we were
Of what we’ve become"
This seems to be referencing the fact that each person is constantly changing, and growing. We aren't ever the same person as yesterday, and we won't ever be the same tomorrow.
"That is when I felt so free
For then I found solace
In the company of strangers"
There really is a certain sort of freedom in the company of strangers. They don't pretend to know you, they don't pretend to have all the answers because they don't feel like they know everything about you. In my opinion, it's easier to be yourself around strangers because it doesn't completely matter what they think. They do not have opinions about you that you feel pressured to uphold.
Thank you for sharing :)
(P.S. I'm sorry if this was a little long and confusing and strange)

Also would have nominated if ben didn't. I really like this poem a lot

I found something truly hypnotic and calming in this piece.

Nominated for the weekly contest.

All the best