What If

What if I was someone else
Would I still be friends with myself?
Would I be the bane of my existence
Or would I love myself like I think I would?

They say perfects don’t exist,
Well, I’m a perfectionist.
What if I don’t become who I want to be?
Whilst surviving 
Would I live?
Or would I cease to exist?

This is my latibule 
But I wanna runaway,
Because
What if I was somewhere else
Would I long to be here
Or would I be content there?

This moment of epiphany overwhelms me
For what keeps me awake 
Are what ifs on my existence

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