All in one person,
But differ in reason,
Coupled up by season,
Vindictive,and afraid.
None needs to get laid,
No one understands,
Where the three stand.
When calling I,
And looking into her eye,
You might see me,
Trying hard to make memes.
No one sees myself,
For well it wouldn't be self.
She's someone spontaneous.
Just like miscellaneous.
If only they could have the eye,
To see me myself and I.