You are not Manifold

 Can you recognise yourself truly
How a thousand personalities pigeon hole you
how accurate can they really be
not wanting to know the truth

Algorithms narrow you down
curiosity suddenly sneezed
A piece of you blew out of the frown
Forensics there to collect and speculate

across the plain pavement consolidate
you have hundreds of local people
with different interpretations simmering deeply
getting boiled down to one simple flavor

that is what they'll call you
how they will see you
you are not manifold
the next years of life 

summarized in few 
dull sentences
As I started out ordinary not unique
refusing to be what so many of you have become

part of the village decor