Sometimes when I lay down to go to sleep,
I can't help but think about all of the "what if's" in the world.
But it's mostly about me...
Does that make me narcissistic?
I wouldn't be surprised,
because I'm so many bad things...
What if I had blue hair? What if I had green eyes?
What if animals could talk?
What if I was good enough for you?
That's my favourite "what if" to ask myself, because there are so many answers.
Maybe even if there nothing was wrong with me,
you'd still not like me.
I'd be too perfect then, and you wouldn't like that.
I remember when we first met, you told me you liked me because I wasn't perfect.
You told me you liked me because I accepted you,
and because we were alike.
I'm sorry I was so scared then,
but I'm not scared of you now.
Now, I'm scared that it's too late.
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