Left Alone

You want me to leave you alone?  I'll leave you alone.

You want me to buy you a cake and a knife?  Sure I'll do that.

So, what else do you need me to do?  OK.  That should be easy to do.

Here I go, walking to and fro, to unknown destination just so I can please you.

You hate my guts, huh?  Well, to be honest, and I will not lie, I hate your guts too.

You see me and I see you, walking past each other each and everyday - We do not smile.

I often invision you surrounded by flames and you invision me drowning in the sea.

And here is my question to you: Why do you hate me so much?

You snarl as you echo my words: Why do YOU hate me so much?

I only blink as I reply:  Because you ARE ME and you are only my reflection.