Estranger

if you let me

we are no more than a pair of slippers. you're my right,i'm your left. i'm your right,you're my left; and vice versa. we look alike, in the mirror i'm you. i look exactly like you.

we are no more than a bubble gum. i just love to chew you until you're neither sweet nor minty, until you become saliva. we are no more than the taste of saliva.

we are no more than shit. we have to be eaten alive or dead twice, thrice, they dont care. and they get everything out of nothing, as nothing as shit. so we become shit: the "shitee" and the "shitter".

we are no more than immature poets. we immitate "mature" poets. and when will we mature? until we learn how to cheat?

we are no more than mothers. we are sucked and we suck. and life sucks. the least we can do is suck back.

we are no more than nikki, or kae... we feel we are them sometimes.

we are no more than stretch marks, hair split-ends and breaking callous. we are the flaws.