Life is a wide yawning cliff
I am surround by what if
What ifs wake me each day
Their questions heavily weigh
Their uncertainties nudge me on
Is this where I really belong
What if I speak up or stay quiet
Should I stop or maybe try it
What if I fall in love or die
What will happen if I never try
What if the world never sees me
Should I stay or should I flee
Is this what I should be doing
All of the questions quietly stewing
Until my what ifs dare me to jump in
Because at least it is a place to begin