What is this?

it hits me.
like a ton of bricks,
but without the bricks.
had there been bricks
i’d have surely be killed.
confusion seizes everything,
what is this?

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I know i’m wrong

i think you are this,
i think you are that.
i know this,
i know that,
but what i really know
is not what that is.
misconception bores
preconception.
you think this,
to which i think that.
what is tends disinformation.

Understanding reformed

tirelessly rearranging forms
in hopes of understanding.
each ambiguous attempt
widens a stumbling confusion.
round-about answers misdirect
as a measure of possibility.

Imagining the thought of another

tell me what i think
and i think what i will.
i think what you’ve said
but thought in my own way.
you’ve laid a foundation
to which i will rethink.
i live inside a place where
your assumptions are imagined.
doubt my thoughts if you must,
but i know what i’ve thought.
directed to think like oneself
harbors an essence of foreignness.

Well, spoken badly

what did i say?
no seriously, what did i say?
i can’t remember if it
was positive or negative.
wait, to whom would it
be positive or negative?
crap, never mind.
can you just recount
what i’ve said,
i need to judge
for myself.

Was this that or what?

i’m confused.
there’s so much this
and that.
how can you tell
what
is
what
when this
could be
that?