What if I were a bird,
I could spread my wings and fly away, from all my misery and doubts
If I could read minds
I would know what everybody thinks of people.
What if I could live forever?
You would know that I have always been one step behind you
What if I told you I was tired of waiting?
Would you look at me weird and walk away?
What if you caught me in my time of need
Would you still love me or feel pity for me?
What if you knew who I really was?
Would you still feel the way you feel
or would you just think of me as someone who is reckless at heart and in mind,
for the need to feel a love who makes me feel secure
Or manipulate me like someone who never existed at all.
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