What If?

What if?
What if this was the reason I was created?
The question then would be, why me?
What did I ever do to deserve this?
See, nobody ever understands.

Nobody is ever close.
The more they think they understand the more they don’t.
My shoes too small, my mind too swift.
See, experiences can’t be forgotten, pain can’t be brushed off,
Ridicule can’t be ignored, esteem seldom rebuilt.

I lose myself, men try to find me,
I find myself, men try to lose me.

Cycles of guilt, surround my innocence.
Pain stands supreme, forget his eloquence.
I stand and stare, they sit and look.

What if life was different, a little bit fairer,
Where her chances were more,
His misfortunes less.
When the sun will shine,
and all darkness will fly…
I wait, I hope, I dream,
I envision, yet do not see,
I only wish they could understand me.
But,
What if this was the reason I was created?
The question then would be, why me?
What did I ever do to deserve this?
See, nobody ever understands.
Nobody is ever close.

I will sit down, stare obliquely, and believe,
it is darkest, just before dawn.
What if?