What If

Have any of you thought of the the world's true destiny?
What if it's something weird, or something different?
You'll probably tell the world then,
That it's an abomination, it's false and a stupid accusation...

But the world has a weird sense of humour,
Sometimes cruel, sometimes actually funny.
So ask your soul these questions, friends,
And enemies too, if you dare.

Ask,
What if the world ends the next second?
What if the one person you love dies?
What'll be the last thing you told them?
You probably slammed the door,
Or shut the phone on them!
You probably listed our their flaws,
Or despised their hidden claws...
You probably never though what if!

What if your house is destroyed, by a vehicle too fast and drunk to stop?
Of course you probably have insurance so it doesn't matter...
But think of the memories you have had in it...
Are they good ones?
Or was the last thing you said inside be,
" Damn this stupid house." ?
Because its okay , its fine...
That all those memories, all the forgotten laughs...
All the feelings of having gotten what you want.
First love, first kiss, learning to read...
Parents teaching you, maybe.
You playing with your lego or little soldier men.
Barbie dolls or fashioning your nails sometimes.
It's fine that all these memories are down the drain.
And you have a whole new, upgrades house,
A roof to save you from the rain...
Feel happy idiots,
That all those memories are gone...
You have brought the roof down.

What if you lose your eyesight?
Lost forever in a deep slumber where you are awake...
Able to see only in the darkness of dreams.
Going on reply will be Titanic's song...
And every sound you hear and fragrance you smell,
Reminding you of a fresh new memorable sight,
You can never have again.
But why do you care?
You'll get new eyes soon right?
Maybe not yours, not the ones where you recorded all your memories...
Not the ones your tears flowed past..
Maybe blue and not your green.
Maybe from a person, dead, invisible and unseen.

When we know the day we will die,
All life will become hell.
So don't think too much.
But live as you should.

Tell your love,
That even when apart, your sweetheart is the star of your eye,
Shining so you could never get lost in the darks of your heart.
That though you will not always be there,
When you are you will never blink,
In fear of missing that golden moment.
Or just the opposite,
You will close your eyes...
In fear the when you open them,
Sweetie may be crying...

Go to your house,
Hug a wall though you look crazy.
Think of every memory it has given you,
And maybe write your thanks for proof.
Laugh always in true happiness while inside it,
Because the world may end...
But someone somewhere in the future will probably pick up a brick or a plank,
And that someone will feel every beautiful memory,
More important than anything in the universe...
And shed tears of respect and love.
Your memories are the adventures of the world,
And they bring back the knights, dragons, princesses and prince charmings.
Don't go searching in castles.
Just look through and add a photo album.

Look at them like there is no tomorrow,
Because there probably isn't.
You don't need to see some leaf or dew and cry...
Just See the traffic lights changing,
And Im betting you'll smile
Cus it's more beautiful...and everything is more beautiful that that...
Don't be afraid to cry...
Or look deep in your eyes in a mirror while doing so.
Let the tears flow,
And everytime they do smile.
Because it ain't something everyone can do,
But you can, darling!

Laugh and cry,
Live or die,
Give or buy,
Gasp or sigh.
It's the only life you have...
And it's the same life billions have..
So show me, show all of us why it is any different!
Show us why you should be remembered,
Why when anyone utters your name they will smile ,
Or cry tears of joy and grief that you are gone.
Show us what a friend you can be!
Or what an enemy, the wrong can see...
Just be, just be...

Who knows?
The next question may just be..
What if Im meant to be in the spotlight?

Well I know my answer to that,
i dont care,
But till that 'if' comes true ,
i will smile all day everyday...
Even when I cry and want to die...
I will go slow and not rush past...
I will hear a car's honk and smile.
Because life is just a word,
It is us , who make it heard.

- Melody