The stress of the future

I lay in my bed with thoughts in my head dreaming of my life ahead Will i be successful? Why is life so stressful? Am i enough? Why is life so rough? Why is this happening to me? Will i finally be financially stable? Will my body still be able ? It feels like my head is spinning Like i 'm playing life but i'm not winning I want so much more for myself it's like i'm a book on a shelf So many interesting things inside I finally think about the things i hide The things that died inside.