#neverending

It is here.

Are you the me that I can’t see? Or I you, one half of two? If but one, who then are you? If you’re the one, what’s to do? ~ I’m confused, both conned and fused. We share a body, everything’s used. We’ve got hands and feet, both left and right. We have two eyes that see the same light. ~ But our sides divided, never to agree. Perhaps a split, each then free. I think you should go and create a new life. I feel it best you leave, be done with this strife. ~ The battle goes on, both being stuck. Each barely manages without some luck. I did have an end to make all laugh and shout. But then the editor took the good stuff out. ~ The Middle