
You colour me
Through the lens of your perception
Forming opinion of me
With the sum of your experience
What you perceive
Through your warped spectacles
Is not who I am.
You colour me
Through sight modified by your existence
Using eyes that once
Saw hair like mine on another
What you perceive
Is not who I am
I am not the one you knew
You colour me
Through thoughts filtered by your reality
Assigning attributes to me
By default of false memory
What you perceive
Clouded with your experience
Is not who I am.
You colour me
Through spectacles of your awareness
Using eyes clouded
By cataracts of past encounters
What you perceive
Created solely within your prejudice
I am not what you assume.
Don’t colour me
© M. Cardinal-Janisch 01/01/2021 edit



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