On overrating

My overrated dreams offend you. Your casual way of wearing me under your cotton shirt transform me in a silent monster. I’m the monster always aware of your mistakes,  misleads and wrong perceptions. I think I know you, you said. I think you know me too, I silently replied..

p.s. rethink me please


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