Without me, a flower would die and so would a tree;
Because the air they breathe no longer resides within me;
Two Cats will become lonely;
And a meal will grow cold;
A book will remain unread while its pages grow old;
A friend will fall in despair;
Thinking of things they can’t repair;
While I remain blissfully unaware;
And a teacher will stare at an unoccupied desk;
While bystanders regret and start trying their best;
A piano will grow mute;
And a room unused;
And an application incomplete;
Stopping at the phrase, “I want to be…”;
And the future knows I would’ve saved a girl;
Discovered a planet and revolutionized the world;
And who knows;
I would’ve become a star;
Or a champion water polo player wide and far;
Or a teacher who teaches on beaches and sand;
Or a botanist who rehabilitated a land;
Or the first astronaut to land on mars;
Or an artist whose brushes heal scars;
Without me, the future could be missing out on a cranky old cat lady;
Or a small-time writer;
I could’ve become anything I truly desire;
Each step I would’ve been taking;
Would have mattered to the world’s making;
Because like a bridge connected with people\'s hands;
One mishap and the bridge disbands;
The bridge will fall with no mercy at all;
And all that’ll be left will be a heap of a mess;
Without me, the world will fall behind;
Missing on talents it lost, and the virtues of the mind.