What's to come?

Feelings come, feelings go some will lie, some make you whole some will dream, and some will wish but no one knows how they'll end this trip Some will rise, some will fall sometimes I don't know where I'll land at all These tired eyes and pasty skin Are unsure if they will win This heart and brain, oh they fight and fight they make it hard to underthink at night they always want more, the jobs never done, so I will now overthink about what's to come. -Macey