i came in two sides,
one with four, one with six.
but the two never collide,
broken that could never be fix.

one with too many confidential ,
the other with too much guts.
the two have not much differential,
though they could never be in the same hut.

from the outside they seems fine,
sweet yet full of history,
i should think i'm one of a kind,
maybe i was from a different family.