if the inconviences
in my head would leave me
there would be no comparison
would i still have the good things
would i still smile
would i pout for a while
would i understand
when my mom says no you can’t
would everything be the same
will i would i
can i could i
can i smile
would expression be a word
would music still be heard
would the days be brighter
would the boys be higher
how many liars
would be fired
if it were a monotonous
world that we lived in
where would prosperity go
what would happen to sin
would i still smile