Would you...

Would you still love me if I shaved my head? If I pierced my lip? If I lost weight, or gained it? Would you be attracted to me if I didn't look like me? What if I told you what I look like now isn't me? Would you think I was cute if I wore boys' clothing? If I wore dresses and makeup and flirted and twirled? If I taped down my chest and tried to lower my voice? If I said "fuck it" and just wore what I wanted to?

Would you still want to be my friend if you knew what a geek I am? How about hippie? Wannabe-goth-punk-emo-whatever? Would you want to be around me at my most hyperactive? At my most depressed? Would you want to be with me if you knew that sometimes I really really really want to be boring? Would you be able to accept that sometimes I don't want what's best for me, or that sometimes I don't know what I want at all?

Would you respect me even after you realized I really do panic at the thought of doing simple math problems in front of people, or that I actually like the way my scars look? Would you be proud of me even if I didn't graduate on time, or even at all? If I didn't write my books? Would you help me when I'm too stubborn or scared to ask? Would you hold me if I were scared, and would you know that's all I really want? Could you make the world stop spinning, even for a few minutes? If I wanted to run away and be somebody else, would you go with me? If I never wanted to leave here, would you stay with me? If I tried something and didn't succeed right away, would you know I was trying? Would it matter? Would it matter enough? Would you see through my cynicism, that no one deserves anything and I don't make wishes anymore? Would you understand that love doesn't solve everything, no matter how much you want it to? Would you want to try anyway?

Is there anyone out there with whom love wouldn't feel like a compromise?