oil & turpentine

sometimes i let myself think of what is going on and what is happening and i am devastated....
i don't understand how certain individuals can make a portrait of another human being they have met once and base the oil colours they choose to paint with based on turpentine lies.

i am trying my hardest to avoid perseverating on what others choose to hear, see and believe, because i know my heart, my actions and what has gone on. i know who i am and i know the truth.

it doesn't change that what others say and do affects me, i am human and not stone.