Have you ever wished that you were a different person entirely?
Not for a different color of hair
Or a different weight
Not for almond eyes and a heart shaped face
Or a better laugh
But what if you woke up as someone else?
Complete with new memories and enemies
A new set of parents or lack there of
And a new perspective on the world
Would you miss the old you?
Would you want to go back
To the way things were?
Would you realize that you actually enjoy
Your boring mundane routine
Simply because it is hauntingly comforting
Because there is sanity entwined with repetition
Because doing something more than once
Helps it define you, somehow, in a way…
Or would you be just happy
That you got another shot?
That you could start over?
Picking up all the pieces someone else
Had left behind?
A new kid on the last day of school.
What would you do?

And how would you feel
If you never woke up at all?
If this was your last night?
Would you welcome death like an old friend
Or would you run? Fearful?
Would regret hang on your face
Or would you laugh at all the time passed
Would it be too soon?
Or fashionably late?

Would you die?
Or would you have left footprints
In the stars?