What If?
Last night, while I lay thinking here,
Some Whatifs crawled inside my ear
And pranced and partied all night long
And sang their same old whatif song:
Whatif nobody likes me?
Whatif a bolt of lightning strikes me?
Whatif I don't grow taller?
Whatif my head starts getting smaller?
Whatif the bus is late?
Whatif my teeth don't grow in straight?
Everything seems swell, and then
The nighttime Whatifs strike again.
- Shel Silverstein
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