anonymous

 

I want a new body

Sometimes,
I think,
All of this would go away
If only I had a new body

Different hands,
A different heart
New feet
And new eyes

They wouldn't have touched the things I've touched
Or felt the things I've felt
Or been the places I've been
Or seen the things I've seen

I don't know if I'd feel freer,
Or if I'd miss all of the beauty,
Or if forgetting the beauty is the price I'd pay
For starting all over again