The What-ifs

"What if I fall off a tree?"
"What if I get stung by a bee?"
"What if I sink in the pool?"
"What if I am made a fool?"

These are, for some people,
The biggest monsters of their brain.
These make their mind cripple,
And their daring spirit would drain.

For others, these may become their greatest heroes,
For these unruly thoughts do not disrupt them.
They have the ability to to think past this chaos,
And that destroys them.

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  1. Lavanya SusarlaDecember 4, 2024 at 12:28 PM

    Well written n very thougtful.. keep writing ✍️ 👏 👍

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