"Keeping up with the Joneses" I think not.

This particular composure can be read both ways but it was written backwards.
Best wishes deciphering my minds making.  
It must be read backward before being read foward-
That's just how it was meant to be.
 

Noone can retell my story - It's a shame.
Sentiment is my middle name
No telling of tales, I know I'm a freak.

               It's made me weak
I tell you, It's made me strong
My shunned experiences.
My shunned expreiences.
No single,. nor a multitude of minds could fathom

(I shall never be satisfied until I devour your soul)
I consume them for the taste is bitter sweet.
  I consume them for the taste is bitter sweet.

Tears they weep down my cheek like so.

I'll carve my name upon your minds heart.

Just awaiting the cue, listening to the sounds.

Eyes closed Head down -

Another sentiment, I'll add it to my shelf.

A friendly gesture reassures ones self.