If I could be
If I could see
If I could know
These things that happen to me

If ever I learned
What would become of my life
Would I try to be stronger?
Would I try to stop all strife?

If ever I knew what I would be
Would I then know?
Or cease to be me?

When I become old
When I become grey
I may turn around
And look back on this day
I may want to tell myself things
About where I went wrong
I might write better poetry
Learn to be strong

If I was stronger, better, faster
Then would I still be slave to my life?
Or would I be master?

Do we all feel weak?
Do we all feel insecure?
Does my faith in me disturb you?
Do you know the cure?

In my own life some would say I don't truly live
But for all my questions, one answer I would ask them to give

If I was stronger, would I cease to be me?
Would things be different?
Would I be free?