What if life were different?
What if I wasn't me?
What if I hadn't fallen?
What if they could see?
What if they hadn't said those things?
What if I never made a mistake?
What if my mind weren't lying?
What if every night I have spent
Since then hadn't been spent crying?
What if there weren't those scars? What if I didn't care?
What if I didn't want the
Love you aren't willing to share?
What if I were perfect?
Would you love the person I was?
Would you love the new, but
Never the old disappointment that no one loved?
What if you had noticed
All the pain you made?
Would you apologize, or make
Amends before it was too late?
What if I did this to you?
Would you hate me for what I did?
Or worse, would I do the things
I have wished you had undid?
What if I had fought?
Or told you how I felt?
Would you just say sorry?
Or would your hate not melt?
So now my story ends
With the what if on my mind.
And I'll continue to play the part.
And tell you that I'm fine.
