30 July 2009

Last night, while I lay thinking here, some Whatifs crawled inside my ear
and pranced and partied all night long and sang their old Whatif song:

Whatif I flunk that test?
Whatif green hair grows on my chest?
Whatif nobody likes me?
Whatif a bolt of lightning strikes me?
What if I don't grow tall?



Whatif I forget how to draw?

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"Before you can blame an individual for their choices, you have to make sure they have the same choices as everyone else."

Bix , the fanatic cook.