You live two lives
One at home and one real
A life that can not be mine
Is the one you have
But I know that you have two
Two lives
Two eyes
Two hearts
Two lies
Too many ways of living
yet yours is still better than mine
I think to myself every night
How can I be that beaker of light
In the same way, you are too many
And I wish I was you
Either this life or the last
The way you make me smile
Is the same way you make my tears fall fast
I wish I was you
Even if your life is scary
Your life screams with joy
And your eyes are like two perfect berries
I wish I was you
just like how you wish you were skinny
But would if I was you
I would wish on no more mazes
Running through your head
Making you think your imperfect
Just because you're too you
Too fat
Too ugly
Too much of a doormat
But believe me
I would protect you from anyone trying to walk over you
If I just had one of your two lives
We could live in a world
A world of yours and mine
If you gave me your life I would be
Too happy
Too much
Too many giggles would leave my mouth
Only if I was you
I wouldn't cry
I wouldn't feel like I stepped on a mine
Of hate and lies
Only if your life was mine
YOU ARE READING
Two
PoetryA short poem about a person wanting one life of someone who has two I wrote this to my friend who's body and mind I've wanted but has a vary different home life