IF I WASN’T ME
You would not know me, my face, my name a mystery,
The voice that becomes a stranger to you, would not be known.
Pass me by without a thought, no emotion or care, a stare,
There would for you be no memory of me, no late night dream.
If I wasn’t me, would you wish to see, hear, or smile at me,
Would you be in want of a kiss without pain, a touch with no scare?
Would a second thought be a possibility if I was a different me,
If I wasn’t me, would you not forget me, would I still be a something.?