Do I know all that one
      could know?

          (No!)

I'm only by the bye;
  of saying my goodbyes.

To raise myself on high;
   to wave a welcome to fate.

            (Hi!)

So to myself... my trade of
        thought is split-
     I am surely in two.

For what is fate;
   for how many times has it
determined a choice in my life?

           (Four!)

Like two words that sound the same;
             but like me-
The two sides of me are so different,
     that defines who I am.

I  am the good, but also the bad.