Hang on I’ve seen this before

A misinterpreted opened door

I must not have been clear

When the air was cold and snow was here

There’s my name whispered only

The truth that no one showed me

But I have eyes and they could see

The falsities had beholden me

I have ears they hear too

It’s why I gave the floor to you

I’m smarter than one would give me credit for

Being the talker makes you knowledge poor

Thank you for all the words and phrases

Your ending was in phases