First there was me,
three-dimensional and quirky,
stumbling onto to misspelled words with joy
ravenously dining on question marks and what ifs.
Then there was mii,
decked in hot pink attitude,
a competitive beast roaring for a challenge.
My sweet side parting might fool
the casual observer, easily
I slip in and out of personas
and I am me,
and then mii
and we are both fun to be with.
we indulge in petty forgiveness
and persevere onto the next level
before time runs out.