Misconceptions
You view me through
spectacles colored by
your awareness,
of your own existence.
Your eyes white clouded
cotton misconception
by cataracts of past
reference encounters.
You try to perceive and
challenge my reality.
by your eyes remembrance
default attributes you
assign to me.
You have vague blindness
and form me into molds
built within your mind.
Shifting my character
changing my aura.
In all this misconception
it is not the me you
try to revive for the
shade of hair color is
different.
Facial features are mine.
I'm the default memory created
with your mind.
But you know you see me,
but it is not me
the one whom you search.
You are blind and see not
for the me you assume
to try to resurrect is not the
I am.
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