blending

no one will ever find me

I am buried beneath a mound of mistaken identities

my expression covered by a mask that will always remind you of someone

I will blend in just enough to be invisible

shading your eyes with my irrelevance and exploiting your ignorance to my own advantage

an empty room does not change

states when I enter

my breath beckons no wind

your eyes will never meet mine and I will leave you behind

no one will ever find me

my existence is far too calculated to be recognized