I don't know you
I don't know if I will ever know you
I hope that you're listening and watching
I hope that hope is good enough

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I want to know you
I want to know who you could have become
I want to teach you
I want to teach you of the world and the silly lessons I figured out myself

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I should've gotten the chance to do it with you
I should've been allowed to have you
Does that make me a bad person
For wanting you

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It's not like I don't love what I have
It's not like I would change things
Does that make me a bad person?
For not knowing who I would choose?

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If I had the chance.