Tiny poem about...

Tiny poem about you,
about me.

Someday you'll see what happens between us,
Something about this little town,
Something is happen, I don't know what.

A war?
An epidemic?
An epic story where you and me will become into a huge heros?

My body is a battleground or a playground?

Attack me with your best weapon,
deny me like a fake prophet
and then you will see the difference.

Difference is not the same cliché.
Touché!

I don't believe in archetypes,
in an empty and banal concept...
About you,
about me.

Sorry,
I'm not the same.