If I had a box to keep 
all of my wishes in, 
I wouldn't be trying to tell you how I feel with this pen. 
If somehow I could just 
show you my soul, 
But fear keeps my from 
revealing that empty hole. 
If I had a bottle that held 
all of my tears, 
You could see how a person 
can change over the years. 
If there was a room that held 
all the time in there, 
You could see all of the times 
I pretended not to care. 
If I could hold my dreams 
in the palms of my hands, 
You could see my fantasies 
of distant lands. 
If I had eyes that would dazzle and a smile that would shine, Maybe I wouldn't have to worry about you being mine. 
If I had nerves that were 
made of steel, 
I wouldn't be afraid to 
tell you how I feel. 
If I had a spirit that 
could take rejection, 
Maybe I wouldn't be in this prediction. 
If I had a heart that could not love... 
~~~ by Lindsey Brooks ~~~

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