So many thoughts fill my mind, full of wonders.

The possibilities of what could be endless, bringing thrills

and anxiety mixed with all the other emotions I experience.

What would be different if I lived differently and could afford a lifestyle

too expensive for the average person? What if I could buy foods

meant to be good rather than filled with preservatives?

What if I worked out more and had my dream body,

one I could be proud and happy with? What if I packed everything up and just left?

I could live on the other side of the world and be a new me.

What if I moved and my problems began to disappear?

What if they got worse? What would people think of me, as a foreigner,

an odd new being for them? What if they never even noticed me?

What if every issue I have had was nothing more than an atom in space?

Why does my mind work like this?

What if it never stops? What if I can’t stop? What if?