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I know more about you than you think
You don't know me, but I know who you are
I know if you admire me or adore me
Or feel the need to only glance at me
I'm not that horrid really, I have just been modernized
Who am I you ask?
It won't be that easy my friend, let me show you why
Imagine if I changed myself slightly, just for a day or two
You couldn't recognize a single thing
That sharp pain you feel in the back of your brain, slightly to the right
It eases to the front now, as you try to decipher this foreign code
You've seen me like this when you were sick, but not to this extent
Now you won't even eat the same foods, or wear the same clothing
How silly of you to take me for grant it
All the things you once loved create a sense of distaste for you
I can tell solely upon your left eye cringing in disgust and curiosity
That man to the left of you, how his lips are extended so
You know he's smiling but you don't understand why
It's as if he's seen it previously
Perhaps he knows something you don't?
He's nodding like he knows what's going on
What a strange behavior from such a normal person
Though you seem to be the only one performing the act
A state of panic and unfamiliarity that makes your fingers tingle
Uncertainty in setting sights on yourself
Though in turn, a new understanding and learning experience
Unknown to you, that a phobia of fear is not just a paradox
But instead, an astounding reality
Don't touch anything, you might catch a disease
Just a mindset due to association
Take a deep breath, nothing is going to happen to you
Urgency is no stranger to you
An unnatural breathing habit gives you away
A painfully obvious weakness that I've taken advantage of
You're just going to stand there for the rest of your life, aren't you?
Shy away from your sense of touch and sight, we don't mind
Free standing subject to be painted and sculpted
Perfect demonstration of death due to complexity
As you gaze above your marble effigy
The leaves form your realization of these happenings
Quite a shame it took this long, you've created a mess
You moved more than slightly, your scuplture is ruined
Sights previously unseen of an artist without a steady hand
Goodbye to your remembrance for a second time
Shakespeare would be proud
Not even he could write such a tragedy
One relived repetitiously, as passersby ignore everything
A dark purple sky in your frame of vision
Yet nobody cared enough to interrupt it

Description
I know more about you than you think
You don't know me, but I know who you are
I know if you admire me or adore me
Or feel the need to only glance at me
I'm not that horrid really, I have just been modernized
Who am I you ask?
It won't be that easy my friend, let me show you why
Imagine if I changed myself slightly, just for a day or two
You couldn't recognize a single thing
That sharp pain you feel in the back of your brain, slightly to the right
It eases to the front now, as you try to decipher this foreign code
You've seen me like this when you were sick, but not to this extent
Now you won't even eat the same foods, or wear the same clothing
How silly of you to take me for grant it
All the things you once loved create a sense of distaste for you
I can tell solely upon your left eye cringing in disgust and curiosity
That man to the left of you, how his lips are extended so
You know he's smiling but you don't understand why
It's as if he's seen it previously
Perhaps he knows something you don't?
He's nodding like he knows what's going on
What a strange behavior from such a normal person
Though you seem to be the only one performing the act
A state of panic and unfamiliarity that makes your fingers tingle
Uncertainty in setting sights on yourself
Though in turn, a new understanding and learning experience
Unknown to you, that a phobia of fear is not just a paradox
But instead, an astounding reality
Don't touch anything, you might catch a disease
Just a mindset due to association
Take a deep breath, nothing is going to happen to you
Urgency is no stranger to you
An unnatural breathing habit gives you away
A painfully obvious weakness that I've taken advantage of
You're just going to stand there for the rest of your life, aren't you?
Shy away from your sense of touch and sight, we don't mind
Free standing subject to be painted and sculpted
Perfect demonstration of death due to complexity
As you gaze above your marble effigy
The leaves form your realization of these happenings
Quite a shame it took this long, you've created a mess
You moved more than slightly, your scuplture is ruined
Sights previously unseen of an artist without a steady hand
Goodbye to your remembrance for a second time
Shakespeare would be proud
Not even he could write such a tragedy
One relived repetitiously, as passersby ignore everything
A dark purple sky in your frame of vision
Yet nobody cared enough to interrupt it