The Other One

What was it with me?

That i saw once...

Was it me?

Or was it Something else?

Or was it the thought of me facing myself?

Am I alone here? So why do i feel someone alongside me?

I think it's me,

From the past,

Telling myself to not repeat what i did wrong,

Stopping me from making the same mistakes,

But how did it get so far with me?

Weren't he supposed to die when the moment ended?

Or did he die?

May be he knows what consequences are ahead,

May be he is warning me,

I just can't hear him,

He stand there with a sad face and no mouth...

Sometimes I see him in the mirror too,

He cries but can't give his message through,

I think he's trying to say something,

May be he's dead and trying to stop me...

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Daastaan