One and one is three too many

One and one is three too many

Mirror through the eyes

See yourself for once

Leave the selfishness with one’s ego

Your blood is no better than one who looks back

Why think this?

The other maybe thinking being alone is much better

Baggage is made to travel with not live

Misery doesn’t give everyone the enjoyment one may think

Two too many for another

Crowded for any compassion

Kindness seems to have teeth and bites the one is kinder

One’s decision should be the one who did it

Not the others who wished otherwise

Simply put alone is much better company

One and one is three too many