Power
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Your existence is not whole for me, only the parts I choose to see of you,
and you choose to show me.
The rest of my knowledge of you,
is only words,
shaped by my mind to surround you.
And actions,
tinted by my thoughts,
to paint you a color that suits me.
You are not you to me,
you are a product,
of my interpretations of you.
I have taken you,
and placed you in my world,
with my patterns.
In order to deal with our differences,
I pretend that we are basically alike,
when there is no common ground between us.
And all thoughts we share,
were reached by such different paths,
that they are really not at all alike.
But still I change you to fit me,
and say we have things in common,
in a game for my benefit and yours.
Copyright © Jennifer Hall | Year Posted 2006
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