What if The beautiful Wonderful Things That I dream of every night Never come true? What if the things That keep me alive Just knowing they wait for me Aren't really there? What if I pack my bags and step on the plane Leading to my future And it never takes flight? What if the life Im living Is being wasted Planning out a different life That is nothing but a dream? What if I stay who I am Instead of being Who I so desperately Want to be?