ME
What if you could step into my shoes
Know the things I would choose
Step into my being
Know what I'm seeing
Understand what I'm feeling
If you made a simple guess
Would you even come close
Could you feel all the stress
Know what it is I fear the most
Would you still have hope
Would you still be able to cope
Would you get mad
Would you get sad
Would it be that bad
With all the things I know
Would It be enough to grow
Or would you get stuck
Would you still believe in luck
Or would you stand in the rain
Know the things I would choose
Step into my being
Know what I'm seeing
Understand what I'm feeling
If you made a simple guess
Would you even come close
Could you feel all the stress
Know what it is I fear the most
Would you still have hope
Would you still be able to cope
Would you get mad
Would you get sad
Would it be that bad
With all the things I know
Would It be enough to grow
Or would you get stuck
Would you still believe in luck
Or would you stand in the rain
And just wait to be struck
This poem is about:
Me