Don’t look at me
And think
What you see is
Who I am

Don’t be charmed
By superficial things
Real stories aren’t there
Real treasure is never there

Don’t bring up
Those preconceived ideas
That never reveal anything
About anybody on this planet

If you expect me to be flexible
If you want me to fold myself
Into that black-and-white picture
If that’s what you want

Don’t even bother
What you’re looking for
Will never be found here