By: Ruby Tuesday
What would life be like
Without me to push around?
You would be alone,
So in a way I am your friend.
I am told I am hated
By you every day.
Dislike is your passion,
So in a way, I am your love.
And when I die
A piece of me in you,
Is sure to carry on.
So in a way, I am your life.
We connect in such a way
That you shouldn’t hurt me,
You are only pushing yourself
Because in a way I am you.
