When I look dark deep,
I see you pale.
Are you the replica?
I wish to not be.
When seen from far,
You seem to be at par.
But little did we know,
the seeds didn't sow.
I don't find you faulty,
In a world that is hasty.
You aren't alone in this mast,
Cause you'd be the one I'd cast.
If thoughts aren't narrow,
It's something I'd call sorrow.
Shallow waters down deep,
Promises I don't wish to seek.
And little do you know,
I wish we hadn't met.
-MJ