What if I can’t write any more?
What if I can’t bring myself to writing what is in my heart?
What if I just sulk and wait for tomorrow?
What if tomorrow is it?
What if it is the day that I will be able to write?
What if I just wait till I get the fire burning again?
What if I shouldn’t be thinking this way?
What if I just stopped and looked around me and seen all the positive energy?
Would I be justified?