Sometimes I wonder How life would be If you weren't you And I wasn't me Would it be different? Or just the same? Would we exist? Would I have a name? Would I wonder these things, Or leave them to rot. Down in the dark and the damp of my thought. I wonder what I would wonder instead. Would I wonder at all? Would I be dead? But we'll never know How life would be Since you are you And I am me.
You deserve a golden star for this one. I truly enjoyed reading it, and I adored the ending cause it puts the entire poem together. Nice work! You have a wonderful mind, dear!