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
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