Twone

We’ve come along this path,

In a weird together shape;

My me and I mistake.
From cradle to casket without any breaks, 

As God forsakes,

We  keep both dying alone;

My me and I will soon be gone.

Apparently we went wrong,

As nobody’s born in two,

Just Me and I too...

But time will be kind,

For when there’s no light, 

We’ll be dead as this song;

My me and I one.