The Other

Two souls inside me
Such a war have never been
The one who loves you more than anything around
The other hates you ‘cause you let me down
The one … would do anything to get you back
The other would never do such pathetic act
The other always keeps me save and gets me on my feet
The other would never let my heart again to bleed
The other will never let me hurt myself again like that
The other’s always there to save my back
But why should that who loves ME be “the other”?
Why should be there and another?
And why does the one who loves you win the fight?
How come the other doesn’t have the same right?
It seems that’s something I will never know
Till then inside me always’ll be a war…