In Your Head

Today you read This character you have made of me inside your mind a Visual of what I may look like My intentions you have peppered with doubt But I am more and less I am the person drinking my breakfast tea at dawn and humming melancholy to the still of the night still, it is this character that you read bits and pieces of me that I mask and who were you angered by? when you've never seen my eyes? Tomorrow, yes, tomorrow There will be no more words here to see Just a memory of a character you made up in your head of someone who cared for you Peppered with doubt as I steep my tea yet I am more and less than what I had become