I won’t apologize for what you saw instead of what you were supposed to see.
I didn’t force the lenses you have currently.
You chose those and still didnt see clearly.

You saw a me no one else has seen.
An imaginary tale of ugly.
I wish I saw it too, so I could back up your theory.
Unfortunately, for you it hasn’t come through.

Your eyes have deceived you.
Lense smushed, distorted your view.
Obviously what you think of me isn’t true.
But I really wish I got to see the evil in your line of sight.
Then and only then I could understand why you treat me this way.

I hope whoever you think I am has a conscience.
I hope they feel sorry for creating you.
You aren’t the same person I met before.
This person must of came out of your shadow.
They don’t sound like you but they sure look like you do.