This poem reminds me of the multiple assumptions people have held about me over the years. Often contrasting, often at the same time, and it got dizzying.

We can't get it right, can we?

Everyone's always judging. And I don't exclude myself from that mix. So much of it happens subconsciously as well.

The picture, the structure, the repetition - to drive the point home...I know it must be a lot of hard work to create these, but from where I'm sitting you seem like a Maestro conducting an orchestra that plays all the shapes and lines that make a language everyone can understand.