similar physic, same blood type, one bloodline.
but you are not me.
not even close.

we’ve separated. for years.
we’ve been distant. physically and soul.

do i know you? yes i do.
do i feel you? no i don’t.

i looked for something called home.
i found it. that’s not my house.

you are yelling, not telling.
i don’t need you to yell.
i want you to tell.

you accuse, not excuse.
i don’t like to be accused.
i wish you to give me excuse.

you expect, not accept.
you always want me to be what you’re expected.
but, you never try to accept me for who i am.

do you know me? yes you do.
as know as those outsiders know me.

similar physic, same blood type, one bloodline.
but you are not me.
not even close.

you don’t even try…