Perspective

I am, but what You make me I judge, but will not forsake thee I am loath to forget my foes And all that stands between me & my goals... My first impression is the definite Lasting...if not altered its stains are infinite I am what You see & not how I look Without You, I am but an empty book Dusty...unread & ignored... Even by those ever tempted to be bored My recognition is determined by my outstanding trait What I intend to show is not always what You await Good is good only & when You choose it to be I am bad only & when You expect me to be I am what I am because of You And without You I am not... Ergo You are mine & I the cause of You