What If

What if. . .
I was the girl that did all the right wrongs?
What would that make me?
 
What if. . .
I was the tired insomniac?
Does that make me a liar,  or a hypocrite?

What if. . .
I was too tired to fall asleep?
Would that make sense?

What if. . .
I loved someone that hated me?
Or hated someone that loved me?

What if. . .
I lived to die, but would die to live.
 
What if. . .
I was a picture with a broken frame,
would you still look at me the way you did before I cracked?
 
What if. . .
I dreamt about reality, and it became real?
Would you believe in magic then?

What if. . .
I was. . .

A friendly demon.
Does that make me a fallen angel,
someone clipped my wings and now
I can't go home.

Would you feel bad for me?
Would you think that I deserved it?

What if. . .
I was a broken hearted girl, but yet I was still in love?

What if. . .
I was the suicidal girl, that was afraid of death?

Or the goth girl, afraid of the dark...
Though she always dresses in black?

What am I?

I am a siren singing gentlemen to sleep.
I am the kindest demon.
I am an angel without wings to take me home.
I am a social lite that wants to be alone.
I am the nicest place that you never want to go.

I do not know who I am.

But what if you did?

Would you let me know?