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wat makes me me
and you you?

if u were me
and i were u
would it be simpler?

would i be clear the thoughts my mind
much torment would not exist
would i be less prickled my skin
tears would be well hidden not sleeved

could a moth a butterfly
or a wasp a bee
wat would i encompass
if i weren't me

to morph is the wistful caterpillar
to bloom is the rosebud

from rags to riches
from copper to gold

i shed my skin upon my soul
to grow the wings that barr the cold
yet each twist, each turn
brings but nowt and no return

if i be a stone was born
could i strive a jewel adorned
if time is change
unstoppable and fleeting
why am i still me
my heart beating