What if we never met?
What If the words I dread
Are what I hear everyday 
And somehow it won’t go away.

The smiles I had turn to frowns,
As the teardrops slowly trickle down
The world of sadness and world of crime,
Is what I hear all the time. 

But every night I still pray,
That God who guides me is here to stay.
And help me through every night,
And tell me it’ll be alright.