Something Might Happen ... That's all it takes Nothing happened Nothing is happening But something Might ... And suddenly I'm looking for it That sound What was that? That look What did they mean? The phone rings Who is it? The doctor calls Why are they calling? The car makes a noise How much will this cost? Someone gets quiet Are they leaving? A pain appears What is that? ... Something might happen And once I believe it Everything starts Looking like proof ... I see the bad Then I see it again And again And again Until it feels As though the world Is bringing it to me Like my thoughts Have become magnets Pulling every dark possibility Closer Closer Closer ... But look again Did the thought Pull the danger toward me? Or did the thought Turn my eyes Toward everything That looked like danger? ... There is a difference And fear Doesn't want me To notice it Because fear says See? I told you Look at that There it is Another sign Another warning Another reason To prepare So I search And because I search I find And because I find I believe And because I believe I search harder Around And around And around Until fear Has built itself A world ... Something might happen Something might happen Something might happen Whisper it enough And eventually The body stops hearing Might ... It only hears Happen ... So I prepare For the accident Before the road I prepare For rejection Before the conversation I prepare For betrayal Before the trust I prepare For sickness Before the diagnosis I prepare For loss While everything I love Is still here ... And sometimes Fear does more Than make me look It makes me move I become suspicious So I pull away I expect rejection So I stop speaking I expect failure So I never begin I expect betrayal So I stop trusting I expect to lose So tightly Do I hold That what I love Can barely breathe ... Then fear points At the result And says See? I told you ... Oh ... Maybe that's The magnet Not some invisible force Dragging disaster Across the universe Maybe fear Pulls my attention My choices My reactions My entire body Toward the thing I keep rehearsing And sometimes Without knowing it I help build The very room I was afraid Of entering ... Something might happen Yes Something might Something beautiful Something unexpected Something I never Thought to fear Something I never Thought to want Something Might Happen ... Interesting Fear never says it That way Does it? ... When fear says Something might happen It already means Something bad ... Who taught it that? ... The future Hasn't chosen yet Tomorrow Is still empty But fear Keeps painting it Before I arrive And then asks me To live today Inside the picture ... No Not this time Something might happen And I don't know What it is ... Feel that I Don't Know ... Maybe uncertainty Was never the monster Maybe fear Just couldn't stand An empty canvas ... So it painted one Dark And called it Prediction ... Something might happen Yes And until it does This Is what is happening Breath Heartbeat Room Now ... And somewhere Outside my thoughts Life continues Without asking What I predicted ... Something Might Happen ... But right now Nothing Is chasing me
