...you could be someone else for a day? Who would you be?
I'd be nobody else, because then I wouldn't be me.
I wouldn't be able to write a poem or strum a little guitar.
I wouldn't be able to drive around in circles in my little green car.
But if I had to be someone else for a day
I'd choose my younger self
Around the age of 8 or 9
Before I went into my shell.
When I was happy and confident
Not fearful and morose.
I never wished for anything other
Than what was real and close.
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