That is not the one I am
That is not me now
I don't know if that was me then
Could you spot me in a crowd?
I don't think I was horrible
I don't think I was rude
I'm sure I wasn't even there
It must have been some other dude.
I did not steal the biscuit tin
Nor clean the bath with paste
You acted on assumption
And accused me in your haste
It was not me, of that I'm sure
I don't know what you think I did
Maybe she looked a little like me
But it was definitely a different kid.
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Mistaken Identity
"Hello, Louise," he said to me.
I smiled and nodded, though I'm not she.
"And how's your mother," he then
I saw your face,
Amongst the crowd.
I called your name,
I yelled it loud.
My words they fell,
Down on the street.
Lost forever,
At
Mistakenly Identified
I was there when he said I do
I gave birth to his son
I became wife and mother
Until all was said and
Who are you?
In constant danger, where can I turn? I try to forget, when will I learn?
Who can I trust, who can I tell? These
That is not the one I am
That is not me now
I don't know if that was me then
Could you spot me in a crowd?
I don't think I was
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