I wonder:
What will become of me
What feelings will I feel
What action will I take
What words will I say

I ask myself are you ready
I stop, think and stare
Yes I am is my answer
I don’t hesitate to say

Where is life taking me
Am I gonna do as I planned
Or the joke will be on me
Just as some people say

Why do I care what people think
Why do I even give a damn
Let them all figure out their shit
Before they point their finger like that

In the end who cares what anyone will say
Rania F. E.