Monday, June 17, 2013

CLONED

Nor a sister, nor a lover
I see reflections of my own
It does take time, take place
Time to changing colors
Place to start the show

Two different kind met each other halfway
Echo blended, both befriended
Day one, both felt attracted
Day two, one felt reflected
Another one acted like a mirror

Day three, yet one never told
She kept her mouth shut
For her unapologetic
Wouldn't harm the other hand
Wouldn't make her friend go down

One is very blessed
Yet the other one is a prisoner
One is an outstanding
Yet the other one keeps on struggling
One is one in a million
Yet the other one keeps on becoming a mirror

How does it feel to be cloned?
One is confused, mad, and full of wrath
The other one keeps going round and round
Not only talks, not only words
An unwritten path, is being written in another book
An old life, is a bright sky in the other hand

How does it feel to see your own life right before your head? 
To see yourself everyday
Feel no expected, feel no excited
Be like "I have to change"
Won't see someone copying the story
Won't see another one steal a soul
Piece by piece
Then arrange them, and finally
You see yourself completely

Thoughts were like doesn't matter
Days passed and one recognized
Claiming, aiming, copying, ultimating
One felt like being over throned
That is me!

Flowers surrounding them, said
You are like twins
Born that way, both, together
One cried "NO"
Another one, yes you know

One never know what to commit
Never wanted to hurt a mirror
Never wanted to take away what it's capable of
But the other one keeps going on circle
Collecting pieces of a shadow
When the shadow keeps on leaving
Crying, erasing, and trying to go away

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