Lenses

Birds of a feather flock together
I heard them saying
Well if you're wet, then I'm so dry
If you're a saint, I'm a sinner

I am convex, you're concave
I bulge out, you're hollow
We stand side by side
Light trace our bends
Each thing we look at

I see smaller, you see bigger
Your world and mine don't mesh
It's never the same life
We enjoy at the same time

But if I face your concave face
My surface fills up your void
It's hard to say who's who

It's this way we can share life
We're at odds but we can join
The very same life
We enjoy at the same time