If i were you, and you were me, wouldn't you be able to for me to see that you're feeling blue? You maybe soul-frowning, but isn't life so surrounding? If i were you, and you were me, shouldn't you maybe in life get a clue? Because people feeling this are very few, your mind feeling so tricky, and maybe even thick like glue. If i were you, and you were me wouldn't i be feeling so true? Because it would be you living a lie, and you so wish you were I. I would be so glad it's you who wished to die, i would be so glad it's you whom in order to sleep must fake cry. If i were you, and you were me, i would try to get you to handle on life's view. It would be you who thinks life's that one lookout point, only that one spot. Then i would think you should know life's bigger then that one dot. Life is teaching you, when your dead you've already been taught. If i were you, and you were me, i would know that what you have is so unreal that it cannot be mentally felt, therefore has no feel. I think what you're brain needs is it's soul meal, because it's starving onto anything that's for real. If i was i, and you were you, and land was sea, maybe i would realize the real me. What if "won't" meant "do"? WEll it doesn't so for now i'll just pretend to be you. PLEASE COMMENT
Reason for writing:
this poem is phat. it's about someone who has problems but doesn't want to admit it, so they pretend to be another person. they know they have the problems, but just don't want to admit it's them who has the problem, and they just don't want to own up to their problem. at the end wheere he finally admits it, it says "and if land were sea" meaning it would never happen, so he shall forever carry on his problems in life. kinda like most of us, well with the real problems anyway.
Birth sign: Gemini
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