Somedays I can't help but think 'what if'
And yet I never know the answers
Somedays "what if" is too much to handle
And yet I still metaphorically handle it
Somedays "what if" is not a question
And yet I still never know what to do
Somedays those "what ifs" become "why's"
And yet I can never receive an answer
So I sit with myself waiting for the day that those "what ifs" are answered
And yet they never come on these "What if" Somedays...
