Just Suppose There Was Another Me

Another Me?

Just suppose there was another me

Who do you think he’d wish to be?

Eternally craving the grass that is greener

Or content with his lot

Thanking each day,

Not wishing life away.

Just suppose we could talk.

Side by side we would walk.

Constantly correcting

Or silently brooding

Always knowing the other’s thoughts.

Would we swap just for one day?

Just suppose we could both start again?

Seeing pain coming near,

Always running in fear,

Knowing the fates ahead.

Just suppose we shook hands

And agreed on just one shot;

Both happy with what we’ve got.