But what if...What if I wereto tell youThat shewasn’t?Would youridicule her?Telling herTo get over itSheseemshappyRight?Then whatwould you do?Would you pushher awayJust likeeveryone else?What if I toldyouThat shedancedWith Deathevery nightWould you tellherThat it doesn’tseemAs if she’s likethat What if I toldyouThat whenshe says“I’m just tired” Because DeathFinallyconvinced herTo go with him?Or wouldyou callherselfish?But no longerWants toAll becauseIt’d be toolateThere shegoesA smile onher face  For leavingbehindThose wholoved her?And just end itTo convinceherselfThat her lifemattersTelling her thatShe should begratefulThat she shouldCount herblessings?AndsometimesShe’d be soentrancedBy his beautyAll becauseshe looksSo happy allthe time?That familiarsparkleIn her eyesAnd herconstantlaughterBecause thepainOf being awakeHad becomeunbearableWould youregretonce she’sgone? That it was all afacadeThat she wasstrugglingTo find hopeTo not be selfishWhat if I toldyouThat sheonce hopedTo be savedThat she’dalmostGo with himWhen he leftin the morningWhat if I toldyouThat sleep hadbecomeHer only solace It really meansthatHer soul is tiredOf fightingOf everythingAnd nothingBut what if...What if I wereto tell youThat shewasn’t?Would youridicule her?Telling herTo get over itSheseemshappyRight?Then whatwould you do?Would you pushher awayJust likeeveryone else?What if I toldyouThat shedancedWith Deathevery nightWould you tellherThat it doesn’tseemAs if she’s likethat What if I toldyouThat whenshe says“I’m just tired” Because DeathFinallyconvinced herTo go with him?Or wouldyou callherselfish?But no longerWants toAll becauseIt’d be toolateThere shegoesA smile onher face  For leavingbehindThose wholoved her?And just end itTo convinceherselfThat her lifemattersTelling her thatShe should begratefulThat she shouldCount herblessings?AndsometimesShe’d be soentrancedBy his beautyAll becauseshe looksSo happy allthe time?That familiarsparkleIn her eyesAnd herconstantlaughterBecause thepainOf being awakeHad becomeunbearableWould youregretonce she’sgone? That it was all afacadeThat she wasstrugglingTo find hopeTo not be selfishWhat if I toldyouThat sheonce hopedTo be savedThat she’dalmostGo with himWhen he leftin the morningWhat if I toldyouThat sleep hadbecomeHer only solace It really meansthatHer soul is tiredOf fightingOf everythingAnd nothing

What if? - Call List

(Print) Use this randomly generated list as your call list when playing the game. There is no need to say the BINGO column name. Place some kind of mark (like an X, a checkmark, a dot, tally mark, etc) on each cell as you announce it, to keep track. You can also cut out each item, place them in a bag and pull words from the bag.


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  1. But what if... What if I were to tell you That she wasn’t?
  2. Would you ridicule her? Telling her To get over it
  3. She seems happy Right?
  4. Then what would you do? Would you push her away Just like everyone else?
  5. What if I told you That she danced With Death every night
  6. Would you tell her That it doesn’t seem As if she’s like that
  7. What if I told you That when she says “I’m just tired”
  8. Because Death Finally convinced her To go with him?
  9. Or would you call her selfish?
  10. But no longer Wants to All because It’d be too late
  11. There she goes A smile on her face
  12. For leaving behind Those who loved her?
  13. And just end it To convince herself That her life matters
  14. Telling her that She should be grateful That she should Count her blessings?
  15. And sometimes She’d be so entranced By his beauty
  16. All because she looks So happy all the time?
  17. That familiar sparkle In her eyes And her constant laughter
  18. Because the pain Of being awake Had become unbearable
  19. Would you regret once she’s gone?
  20. That it was all a facade That she was struggling To find hope To not be selfish
  21. What if I told you That she once hoped To be saved
  22. That she’d almost Go with him When he left in the morning
  23. What if I told you That sleep had become Her only solace
  24. It really means that Her soul is tired Of fighting Of everything And nothing