If I changed my body would you still love me
If my jaw sharpened and my figure disapated
If there was no hips for you to hold
If a man lay on the bed instead of a sad excuse for something that calls itself a human
If my chest we're to disappear would you still caress it?
Would you still bite my lip if I had stubble?
Would you understand it?
For I am not a human I have no being
I am the present waiting for the future
Only at my full potential in five years to come
Will you even recognise me if we were to bump into each other?
