She Reminds Me of Me

She reminds me of me Oh how she makes me laugh Its like am laughing at my reincarnated self Or my clone, from time past She thinks she knows it all But she doesn't She says she is willing to learn Yet nobody can tell her anything You should see the way she rolls her eyes You should see the way she carves her lips You should hear her little professional tantrums You should watch me listening to her You would think am the innocent thing And her the bad guy thing I just agree with her, and then and then.... I laugh so loudly in my head She has become an entertainment To me Spicy fiery thing! Compared to me she is so little I like pushing those buttons I can tell her reaction way before she births it in her head Those buttons I know so well I used to have those buttons I just want to tell her; cool down, relax, loosen up, the world is not ending in an hour, enjoy and live! Its okay