Oh, what I wouldn't give-
For a chance to be you.
To look into the mirror
And to see somebody new.
Somebody who's lovely
And somebody who's kind.
Somebody who never feels
As though they've lost their mind.
I bet I'd never hurt again-
I bet I'd never cry.
I bet I'd never, ever feel
As though I want to die.
I bet everyone would love me more
If I could see someone else.
Someone who was good and smart-
And sociable as well.
I'd never have to fear again
The problems in my head.
Why, they would surely disappear
If I were you instead!
And I guess that's why I envy you-
Because you see someone else.
And really, sometimes, I can'
People think I'm innocent.
And, I guess
I come across that way.
I kind of act like a little kid sometimes.
I can't control my emotions
And I'm easily excited.
Does that make me innocent?
Really
What is innocence?
Is it not knowing real hurt?
Because,
if so,
Then I am far from innocent.
Is it never having bad thoughts?
Because,
If so,
Then I am far from innocent.
Is it never having thoughts
Of sex
Violence
Or hatred enter your mind?
Because if so
Then I am far from innocent.
Is it never feeling so angry that you can't breathe,
Never feeling so sad that you honestly wish you were dead,
Never feeling so numb that you wor