Nobody is perfect until you fall in love with them.

Saturday, April 10, 2010

What if


Today I thought a thought that I never thought I would think.

What if I wasn’t me?

Before I suppose, I’d wander around wondering wonderful things…

Though I’m wondering now, What if? 

What if I just ceased to be?

Would I be someone different; more like her, or like him?

Uncomfortable within their own skin and bitter.

Would I care less or wear less? 

Smoke less or drink more?

Today I thought a thought that I never thought I would think.

I wonder if wondering too much, will be the reason this ship sinks.



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