The world is full, the world is full, the world is full of What if’s.
What if we die? What if we cry? What if we live?
Will they be blithe? Will they be sad?
The world is full, the world is full, the world is full of what if’s!
What if we fail? What if we pass?
What if we don’t? What if we do?
The world is full, the world is full, the world is full of what if’s!
The truth be told, the world is full.
The world is full, of wishes and stitches,
Of expectations and explanations,
The world is full of What if’s!..
Have you ever felt like something horrible was gripping you tight, not letting go, leaving little breathing space… But the tears are always ready to spill, right? No matter how little breathing space you have, tears come…and all they do is **** you faster. The feeling…of fearing something unknown…is mostly when you know what it is, but you don’t want to admit it. And so you name it, “The terror of the unknown”. No, we know what it is, but what we don’t know, is what we should do about it. We don’t know, if we should stand up and face it like it deserves to be faced, or to hide it from our own selves, pretend like it’s nothing, go on living our lives as if everything’s on track. Truth is, everything is never on track, something somewhere is always off track.
Written on 25th October 2012.