Where would you be?

Everyday I wake up
I think
where would I be?

Where would I be
if my mother had not conceived me?
Where would I be
if I had never been loved?
Where would I be
if I could not laugh and be merry?
Where would I be
if I could not see what I see?
Where would I be
if I could not feel what I feel?

Where would I be
without you beside me?
Where would I be
if you didn’t love or need me?
Where would I be
if I had never seen you that day?
Where would I be
if you had not said “Hello”?
Where would I be
without you to comfort me?

At night, when I lay down my head,
I ask a final question.

Where would you be…
without me?