Mysterious Writer

I said when you read this ryme your head spins you can't comprehend time     *     well right now, your time is mine, I got you wrapped in my words   *   using all kinds of adjectives, nouns and I might toss in some verbs  *    You still are wondering who this could be, words unfaced, name unplaced  *    I'm in your morning pages, you write about me, good or bad , could matter to me  *  I'm a person , just like you, you want to know me     *    but I could already know you  *   I could hear your name around , you could hear mine , but is it the truth or is it filled with lies?   *    You want to know who has been writing these rymes   *   Do they get better in time?   *   don't look around, don't try to figure it out   *   who could I be?   *    not so sure I want the attention on me   *  Brad reads all proud    *   kudos to you man , talking all loud , McKayla up in the front, writing to Jacob, so adorable and sweet    *   I don't even know you but your poems make me think   *    so time keeps going, feelings fade away   *   I will let you know my name someday   *  I'm not who you expect, it might blow your mind   * but I will let you know, over time   *  I guess I should write a peom called come clean    *   And in it i will tell you this name of mine  *   Until then I'm just another mystery in your mind