don't you hate it? - when you write a poem and you adopt this persona you use "I" (yeah, the first person) and your reader is so ****** literal-minded and takes the "I" to be "you" and comforts you, or winks at you offers heavy commiseration or provides motherly or fatherly advice or grandpa's advice (as the case might be)... and you want to scream: Hey, it's not me!
it's like the novelist who's asked by their readers: Is this novel about your life?
*Hey, it's not me! It's not me!
...thinking aloud, for all of us...meant to be helpful - not directed at anybody, and not referring to any specific instance...same applies to my nextΒ Β poem...