Wathif

Today i was trying to make a poem and a lot of wathif crawled inside my head:
wathif my house burn down
wathif i cant b with you
wathif i start turning blue
wathif there's a whole in my shoe
wathif i have to live in an igloo
wathif my parents get a divorce
wathif i have to learn code Morse
wathif my brother became a horse
wathif i don't wake up
wathif i cant find my favorite cup.

well there is my poem but then again i began thinking:
wathif ya'lldont like my poem