The question of what if has followed me everywhere I go.
I made one decision, here it comes. I think about one thing, then it follows.
What if my dreams don’t come true, but what if they do? What if I choose to believe, but what if I am wrong.
What if I did this instead of that, what if the other wasn’t an option in the hat.
What if I said something else, would it change anything else? What if you forget me? But what if I never leave your head?
What if I met the right person at the wrong time, but what if this whole time I was just being fed?
What if you never burned would you have been the same star but what if you never burned and you turned out just the way you are? What if I never see you again but what if I end up with you again.
What if I never said the first hello, would that mean you wouldn’t be mine to know?
What if we aren’t friends or enemies, but we are just people with memories.
What if I never let this question in my head?
What if the whole time that was just the way I am?