Is There Anyone Like Me?

Fred Strydom

I wonder if
there's another me somewhere in the world.

Who looks the
same.

And talks the
same.

And even has my
curls.

Someone with my
eyes my ears.

Who even has my
laugh.

Who can do what I
can do.

And can't do what
I can't.

I've looked and
looked everywhere to find another me.
I went down to the park and looked behind
the trees.

I looked around,
up and down.

At every single
face.

I couldn't find another
me in any single place.

There's only one
me in the world!
I'm special, oh it's true!

But not just me,
don't you see?
There's only one of you!