Illusion

You never really knew me.
I became your illusion, and when you really saw me for who I am,
you shrugged it off, saying crazy is good, once in a while.
That silenced me.
I closed myself from me and you.
You chose me along with your views,
and I became the one you look for,
not the one you saw.
I became the one in your dreams,
and never for once you saw me truly.
Yet surprisingly the more I knew you, the more I wanted.
And so, to be yours, I chose to be your illusion.

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