Her Genes
I wish I had her genes...
She is so much prettier than I.
She has long, soft blonde hair,
and sparkling blue eyes.
But if I looked like her,
would I be me?
Would I have the same thoughts?
The same dreams?
Or would I just be her,
and not realize who I used to be?
If I was her and she was me,
would she think the same?
Would I wish to be her?
Would she wish to be me?
No, I would not wish that on her,
I would not dare.
So I'll just sit and wonder,
who would I be,
if I had her genes?
Copyright © Kayleen Ashwood | Year Posted 2015
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