Me to You.

hello young man,
i don't believe we have met.
but i know about you,
i know wat you wish to do.

life runs after you
yet you choose to end the strife
end your imagined plight.
death beckons me
i pine to thrive on life.
it may even take me
but not without a fight.

is it the mirth in surfeit?
or all the idle time you get,
to make yourself miserable with sufficiency
conjuring a sickness in your head?

has life been too easy for you to live?
do you not value what it has to give?

we hang by the same silver cord
why do you look to let go
why do you seek to dissapear?
just because you are too bored?

we are very similar you and I
but we have two different eyes
in which revolves the world
to two different sides.

i have a proposal to make
do think it through
I want to be you.
Would you be me?