I wish i were a Mozart,
Then i could have lost myself in composing a soothing symphony rather than listening to your mellifluous voice now.
I wish i were a Picasso,
Then nothing would have mattered to me except the palette in my hands and the incomplete painting on the canvas rather than your blissful visage now.
I wish i were an Archimedes,
Then i would have been so engrossed in something that i wouldn't mind losing my senses and running naked when i discover something groundbreaking rather than a simple conversation with you now.
I wish i were a Mother Theresa,
Then i would have had more dedication towards the welfare of the destitute and the needy than your welfare now.
I wish i were a Sherlock Holmes,
Then my curious mind would have been able to transport itself to the world of a murder mystery rather than your seemingly complex but simple world now.
I wish i were you for a while,
Then may be i would have understood what i mean to you rather than trying to figure it out myself now.
But then I realize if i were any of the above,
I may not have found your voice to be mellifluous.
I may not have found your visage to be blissful.
I may not have found a simple conversation with you to be so engrossing.
I might not have been able to transport myself to your seemingly complex but simple world.
I might not have had the painful pleasure of trying to figure you out.
I might not have been able to see you through my eyes.
So i feel serendipitously fortunate and fortunately serendipitous to be myself now rather than anyone i impulsively wished for then.