Other Me

For people who sees the ther side

Other Me

She was born a tool, a doll

Her hopes and dreams are nothing

Thin thread

Lost little puppy 

She cares more than everyone you love

Away with no sign of rest

Her soul is used for mercy and happiness 

He was born without knowing, a shadow

His wishes and words are unheard 

Outline of something

Shallow little ponds

He sees more than the walls can hear

Left to be alone and never held

His soul is used for peace and forgetfulness