I have known you for the past, no not from when but, seems like for histories from then!
Do I yet, downright know you..? For, you are a mystery box, keep your secret locks!.
I tend somehow, open.. after a hard strive, to see, buh’ a mirror gaze at me! For, it revealed the mind of me, and remind of me!.
It indeed, showed the inside of me and has made think of me, to better understand of me.
I, am a full of me.. with none.., of me. For, I am lost in thoughts.., about me!..
I know you, yet I know not you.. for, I think I’m not you, what that’s you..!
They say, I was you.. buh’, never did they say.. about.., what was you..! Owh’, I wannah’ know.. why am I, a no more of you!..
I, am now, a mere me and not a sheer me!.. For dear, I see no you, anymore in me!..
And that creeps into my head and turns my mind, upside down!..
My little this heart and head, both speak their mind, and ask you, to answer you owh’back!.. Little do they realise, it’s you, answer me, and I question you.., it’s a me question me, and me answer me!..
Owh’ yes.., I now know you.., for I, have now known me!.
I so yet again, feel like, I have known you for the past, no not from when but, seems like for histories from then!