What if I dont make it like I think I would,
What if tomorrow falls like a rolling stone down the valley and nothing seems to stop it.
What if I don't make it out there when reality tips in like a rainy day where nothing matters but a shade.
What if it wasn't me but my blood or something, what if that spike to thrust out isn't for me but for my son or whoever.
What if time flies back to the beginning and lessons we learnt were only for the moment.
What if I met this post to get insight for my destined post.
What if the knowledge we gain weren't for us?
What ifs keep hitting and this time I don't want some answers, because what if we were made to experience? To what end?
