If Things Were Different
If things were different it wouldn't be the same;
A rightous sense of peace and no place found for blame.
It’s hard to imagine types of things could ever change;
So many broken pieces unable to arrange.
A checkered past, that was riddled with guilt.
Dried up a flower, too late to watch wilt.
Without action by a master of disguise;
There may never have been a you and an I...
A closed mind kept shut and hidden inside.
Slowly but surely a love left and died.
This cloak such concealed truth to not remove.
A childish boy with something not to prove.
Many days came late several dollars same short.
If we took back the past, we'd regret much, much more.
In light of the present, we reflect upon the past.
Left with no time to dwell, oh well, it's all over fast.
Into action, reaction in the blink of an eye,
I wonder what it'd be like between you and I?
It is a shame what has become; for that I must admit.
I wonder what it would be like if things were different?
8/14/16
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