Anything But Me – Written Monday 20th September 2021 (Aged 46)

Anything But Me

how could i be anything but me?
in my dreams i have slept
in my life, these are the building blocks
that have caused me to weep
i am tender to the bone
i live in places with plentiful faces
but sometimes, plenty seem to be alone
but how could i be anything but me?
time has never been on our side
i have tried and i have asked
but i must confide –
that time always plays a forward pass
and it is impossible to hide
how could i be anything but me?




james Garratt – Monday 20th September 2021


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