When Did We Start? Poem by Gary Diamond

twenty minutes ago.
you came in late.
you got bad grades.
it's you i hate.

and now you're in that place
where i know you could hide for centuries.
i can't win over you cos you're a part a me.
love me or hate me
you can come along for the ride
and be sure to bring your plastic mac
cos it's gonna rain.

then be sure to bring a torch
cos it gets awful dark.
slip inside... see the lie
and wonder if it's all in vain.

i see the truth... in my own eyes
cos they're your eyes
and they're a part of me.