What if I could live a dream,
And not forget her eerie scream.
What if I could laugh with joy,
And not forget his wicked ploy.
What if I could be immersed in solitude,
And not forget the rattling feud.
What if I could play in the sunshine,
And not forget the dank confine.
What if I could grin at a butterfly,
And not forget to tell a lie.
What if I could laze around,
And not forget the breakdown.
What if I could love a person,
And not forget his obsession.
What if I could prove oneself,
And then, forget, to be myself.