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.