The perks of a temporary life

layers

Isn't it weird how many versions people create of you in their heads?
I may be a completely different person to you than to someone else, just depending on the version you created of me,
while analysing me and my whole appearance.

Layer over layer over layer and I barely know which one is the right one,
the one to glance at with whatever emotion gets provoked by the final layer.
Illusions keep buzzing in our minds like an electrical bright sign on the dirty streets,
affected by everyone and everything,
not knowing what's right and what's wrong anymore.
We keep imagining it in the easiest ways,
most of us do.
That's why we barely want to get to know someone that looks or acts „wrong".
Because we all have our morals,
our imaginations,
our own rules we stick to.

But sometimes there is a slight chance of a piece of „good" laying in the „bad" ;
just don't be silly ,
it works reversed too.

-let's put off our layers for those, who went all the way just to make the illusive layers disappear in the depth of trust and honesty