Two Kinds Of Me - Poem by ananth mariathas
There are two kinds of me,
One dark kind which no other but me can see.
I'm not a human being;
this dark kind of me is viciously mean.
I'm pushy, dumb, and hateful,
But worst of all I'm very ungrateful.
When this kind of me is to start,
It's hard to stop because I pull things apart.
I'm as mean as a bull,
And my heart is as black as coal.
the light kind of me,
Mostly defeats the dark and ugly.
The light kind of me,
Is very brave and lovely.
My light kind is as radiant as the sun,
That's why when it's on I have so much more fun.
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