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Sometimes I wish I could be not just me:

The rhythms of my days are not my own.

Do I intrude on your reality?



My eyes grow cloudy when they most should see;

Trees have no beauty, sounds of music drone;

Sometimes I wish I could be not just me.



I’m human, naught but human could I be;

Why do I chafe so when this truth is shown?

Do I intrude on your reality?



I wish to have another destiny;

This one I grabbed too fast when it was thrown.

Sometimes I wish I could be not just me.



Some other thing holds to me, I’m not free;

I’m tied to lives that are beyond my own.

Do I intrude on your reality?



As ever, I’d walk through my own debris

If only I could stay untied, alone.

Sometimes I wish I could be not just me;

Do I intrude on your reality?