A Different Me


You told me that you wanted to go looking for a different me,
So although it was a struggle, I knew I had to set you free.
Then at last you could find someone who was perfect,
Until you found fault with them and moved on to the next.
You left a crimson trail of bruised and broken hearts,
As no one was good enough for your fresh start.
So you resorted to profiling and DNA matching,
To try to identify who you should be catching.
But despite all your questionnaires and surveys,
You couldn’t find a different me who’d even meet you halfway.
Because no matter how hard you look,
When they made me they burnt then threw away the book.
Everyone is different, but everyone is also me,
I needed you to discover that, so I set you free.
So when you returned to me from your futile quest,
I would be the different me that you loved the best.
But now you’re back, to my heart I must also be true,
That’s why I’m going looking for a different you.