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There's two of me,
Bonnie and then Diane.
Bonnie likes to stay at home,
Diane loves going out.
Bonnie becomes sick at the thought of interacting with other people,
Diane craves the attention.
Most times Bonnie is only in control when I'm alone,
Diane stays in control in public.
Sometimes Diane hates the weak Bonnie,
And leaves me in control during vulnerable times.
Diane is abusive towards Bonnie,
But Bonnie doesn't fight back.
Bonnie is the original,
Diane came later.
Diane is sure of herself in everything she does,
While Bonnie is unsteady and unsure.
We know that we are one in the same,
But the times where they become one is none.
When sacred, terrified, and in pain,
Diane is there to smile and pretend.
When the lights go out and I'm alone,
Bonnie makes it hard to sleep.
We are one,
But we will never be the same.