A Lot Like Me
You’ve such familiar eyes
Ones which perfectly resemble mine.
But this blood dripping from your nose
Your disheveled hair and the soiled clothes.
Where were you all this while?
Why is that you no longer smile?
I see that you can still cry
When my own tears have all dried.
Are those tears out of sorrow?
Are you worried you might not have a tomorrow?
But here I stand, you can see me
Your future that I am and will be.
You and me, we have run across miles
And both our feet have faltered a few times
Have you decided that you can’t even walk anymore
Is that really you I see sulking on the floor?
Your warm blood rushes through my vien
Only the dried tracks of your tears remain.
But your eyes fail to recognise me
It wasn’t just sorrow which drowned us
Do you agree?