A Fool

This poem is based on my experience with people that I met for a short term. and my ex. (none fiction) A fool that think they know someone By utilizing image of another person knows nothing at all. You do not know my likes or dislike. You do not know my parents,not even by they image. You do not know if I have siblings or not So you do not know the real me. Your image of me is from you Malpractice imagination That you created for you think all people of color are the same. You do not know my culture,you do not know my home town So how can you know who I really am. You do not know the hospital I was born in from my country and no! It's not in America,or Africa. You will never know the real me for I am as unique as the name that my father birth name me. You do not know my satisfaction,for like any other you couldn't even satisfy my needs. No wonder I don't miss s-x. So don't try to figure out what the real me is. For whether from the same culture,color,race, religion. You just waisting you time. So stop comparing me for your imaginary friend.(sarcasm).