you don't know me, no matter how i might appear
my appearance is not the real me.. but my inner self is what can reveal me
don't try to figure me out by analysing me..
because i am more than what i appear to be
please don't judge me nor my intentions, by my attire or the shoes on my feet..
till you've examined my heart, which is the real me
all that glitters isn't gold; don't deceive yourself .. what may be appealing on the outside
could be ugly on the inside.. always look at it from both sides, other then just one
i'm in your eyesight.. your minds on a mission.. trapped in false thought
wondering who i am, and what i have to offer.. assumptions.