Poem: If

If the water stop will rain not come?

If the world is moving, why am I still?

If dreams come true, why are mines nightmares.

If the sun always shine, why am not warm.

If you meant for me, why are we not one.

If we are together, why am I always alone.

If this real answer my call.

There are no more if about.

If this is real, why am I me.