She is like the other half of the moon..
Dark and dusky some times..
Bright with light sometimes..
Whoever she is..she says 'no' to all my wishes..
And always asks me questions..
Why do you think you are sane..while you'd love to hang out with me..?? She says...
I couldn't ignore her..For I loved her as much as I hated her..
Her presence gives me a strong sense of self,
but also throws me in to an abyss of isolation..
We are in conflict with each other all the time..
Yet she is essential to my identity..
She is like my own shadow I couldn't get rid of..
Poor me..I'm too tired and gave up trying..
I have no other way but to embrace her...
For I need to feel complete now..
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