How can I be so despairing, when you are so full of joy
How can I be so laser-like and you are so passively content
How can I bleed my sorrows and you hide your accomplishments
Why must I wallow in the mire, when you fly above it all
I struggle with a word of truth,
but you would wither if a lie passed your teeth
How can I be me and you be you?
It is the union that makes us whole
Separetely in control of each other
