You are me, and a little bit more!
Voices are similar, skin color’s the same.
Eyes are like coffee, a real strong pair.
Whether it’s heaven’s favour or maybe the pain.

Our gait has the common habit.
We walk dancing measured thus,
Drawing the life’s rhythm firmly and surely.
This bit is known for two of us.

If you are the King, I am the Queen.
If you are right, I am left.
There’s no other playbook for us.
This is our unique fate.

I’m you, and a little bit more!
There’s no chance to fix it at all.
Thoughts and footsteps are lookalike.
I am equal to you once and for all.