When I am asleep
Alone in my bed
All the what ifs
Crawl into my head
What if I forget
Of who I once was
Of how I had fallen
And gotten back up
What if I become famous
And it goes to my head
And I crack under pressure
And then wind up dead
What if I cry
And drown in my tears
What if I don't live through
All my greatest fears
What if I just
Can't take it anymore
And break down again
On the cold, freezing floor
What if I don't
Achieve all my dreams
Because life became harder
Than it once hadseemed
When I am asleep
Alone in my bed
All the what ifs
Crawl into my head
But in the morning
I put up my sheild
And push aside the what ifs
That I know are not real
The What Ifs....
Well, this is something that I've been meaning to write since the beginning of time I just couldn't put it into words. It's just about how I want to be a famous writer someday and how I've come along way with my writing and conquering some things I just don't want to lose it so I'm constantly wondering....what if?Did you like this poem? Write one of your own!
