I see two me's in my mirror.
One of them, everybody's friend.
That one is responsible, a hard worker, a sunday school teacher.
She is the good me.
She is the one I show the world.
And then, there is the other me.
The one ruled by darkness.
The one that pushes me to seek pain, for enjoyment, to have another control me.
It makes me wonder,
which is the real me?
Or if either of them are.
And I think, maybe the two me's I see
aren't really two at all.
Just one, with two faces.

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Copyright 2004

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