Dull Eyes

It seems to you I am so simple.
You know so much about me.
Or so you tend to think.
However even though I have led you to believe that myth.
That is all it is a myth.
In fact it is less than a myth, its a lie.
Funny thing is to me.
You think you have come to know me in such a short time.
More than likely its my fault.
Or at least you will fault me.
I gave you a false hope.
How about we start over again?
Take this road of friendship slower.
I am willing.
You are not though.
Your lack of willingness is due to your preconceived idea of me.
Perhaps if you took a step back you might see it from my view.
Maybe...
If your not to busy looking at it with your dull eyes.