What would have happened?
If I stayed back home.
A home where my mom was seldom sober.
And I was always on my own.
What would have happened?
If I chose them over you.
Either way I go.
I’m a screw-up with everything I do.
This question will always linger.
In the back of my head, in the back of my heart.
But maybe it was destiny,
For us to be apart.
Amanda Miller
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/what-would-have-happened-2/
